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Friday, 26 October 2012

Coming Home

I've been listening to P Diddy's 'Coming Home' again (tis one of my top 100 songs) and it's made me reflect on what 'home' means - (well, to me at least).

Home is where the heart is. Home is where the love is. Home is where you are always accepted. Home is where you are always celebrated. Home is where your successes are lauded and your failures are soothed. Home is where you are a mega-star just because you are you. Home is where you are totally special not because of what you do, or how much you earn, or what you contribute - but simply because you are seen as supa-dupa special. Home is where you are constantly forgiven. Home is where you are not afraid to argue because it won't lead to a break-up. Home is where you never fight dirty - ever. Home is where you hate arguing. Home is where you are praised, encouraged, lifted-up and challenged to reach for greater heights. Home is where you don't have to talk, don't have to be funny, don't have to entertain, don't have to wear a mask - home is where you can be the real you and still be loved and understood.

Home is where you get a smile just for waking up in the morning, a hug just because you are so wanted, and a passionate kiss just because you are always sexy. Home is where you never fear you'll hear the heart-breaking words 'I don't love you anymore'. Home is where your soul is at rest, where you find and can draw from a never-ending well of peace.

Home is that special place in the heart of another person who loves you totally, passionately, deeply.

You cannot 'try' to be somebody's home. You cannot force or push anyone into making you their home. You are either home or you are not. All you can do, when you've found your 'home', is make it a beautiful wonderful home for the one who has chosen to make you their home in return.

'Coming Home' is one of the best things ever. So I say, welcome home.

And again I say, welcome home...


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