April 29, 2016 · 6:00 am
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Y is for Yearning


by Lillian Csernica on April 29, 2016

 

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There you have it.  During all the trips I’ve taken, in the midst of all the traveling I’ve done, there’s been a part of me that was waiting, watching, and hoping.  I’ve been on the lookout for that signal, that flare of recognition that would tell me I had finally found the trail that would lead me to my true home.

U2 said it best.

And so I keep traveling.

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3 responses to “Y is for Yearning”

  1. macewen2013
    April 30, 2016 at 1:17 am

    I’m still searching too, but I have run across a couple of places that something in me recognized. Not from the future. Places from the past. One of them is a pile of rocks that was once the family stronghold, built on the shores of Loch Fyne in Scotland. What part of me is it that remembers that place, and yet doesn’t call it home?

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  2. jazzfeathers
    May 3, 2016 at 11:59 pm

    Well, I actually think I’ve found it, years ago. But I also have to say, that while finding my home abroad, I rediscovered home at home. There’s a special felling in being home, and a still more special one when you feel it in the place you were born. Sometimes you have to travel and be away to understand that feeling.

    I’m grateful it happened to me. I found my home away from home and my home at home. And it’s a beautiful feeling 🙂

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