Home is where the heart is....


I will soon be on my way home and after 2 long years and I have been wondering how exactly to define a place that I have missed for so long! I am driving the members of my team crazy by reminding them I will soon be home and counting down every few hoursJ

So here goes, Home is ......

Home is where you can be yourself without even trying Home is where you are laid bare, where you blend in, where you do not stand out in looks, speech or attitude

Home is a place that pulls you even when you are not headed in that direction, its the end of the tune on the pipers lyre, the place where you belong

Home is not without its strife and toil, tis not an eden or an utopia but its a place where even if you have little you are safe because you are at home

Home is a place where you do not need to prove yourself, where you do not need to struggle to be seen or accepted, where your credentials or letters of recommendation do not matter for those within the four walls know you better than you know yourself and accept you without reservation

Home is not a place of silence or one where you struggle to make a sense of your worth or value, its not a place where you are lonely or strangely bereft of human company in the midst of a crowd. At home your words have no hidden meanings or strange interpretations.

Home is not the Tower of Babel, for at home your english sweetened with the idioms of your mother tongue need no explanation, you do not struggle to speak with the other party on the telephone and do not spell your name as Tango Oscar Mike India for your name does not stand out like a sore thumb

Home is full of noisy markets and dirty streets, of laughter and warmth of genuine concern not distant cordiality, its the bubbling pots of stew and the smells of maggi and royco, its filled with the noise of the mortar and pestle and has streets  blaring with the latest rendition of P square, its in the untidy disorder of the streets, the honks of the impatient drivers, the darkness   of the nights when there is no electricity

Home in my mind right now seems like the ideal place to be for this homesick naija babe!

 I cannot wait to be home.

Comments

  1. lamikayty8:36 AM

    We cannot wait too! :)

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  2. Good Naija Girl12:11 PM

    What a beautiful post! Wishing you safe travels when you make your way home!

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  3. Anonymous7:53 AM

    Home is such a special place isn't it?

    Adiya
    Muse Origins
    Muse Origins FB

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  4. Olaoluwatomi10:32 PM

    Thanks TY!
    Thanks GNG!
    Yes it is muse

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