Where is home? I have too many. When I left my mom, I spent my whole flight with my eyes closed, fully alert, replaying my time in the U.S., savoring each face, each place, each hug, and kid snuggles. Boy it's hard to leave you behind!
It's after midnight now, and I am trying to wrap up some last minute details before heading to the airport at 5:10 a.m.. Next time you hear from me I'll be back on the island. I have been gone nearly 4 months, but it feels like no time has passed. As I look at this picture, I can almost feel myself transporting back to that beach I know so well. A physical home (house) is yet to be determined, so please keep it in mind. Thanks!
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