Mahalo Chicos,

Every now and then I get engulfed with these dark and lonely feelings. Especially when mother nature decides it’s time to take a break from the sun. A little back ground about me; I am nomad by nature and by up bringing, never really have one home to call ‘my home’. But I’ve learned very slowly that no matter what country I am in or where I call my bed, my home is where my most treasured treasures are be. These are the people and things I love.

I love my cook where and spices -bought from around the globe-to help me remember my visits there-and I really adore my babbles and enjoy the shine of garnet, Citroen, silver, diamonds, and gold. Material possession, but there is an attachment of people, places, and experiences to these small possessions of mine.

However, with all the things I own, none can every compare to my love ones. My beautiful golden lab-Midori- whom grows so much and learns how to compose her self in an adult dog manner. And there are my new and dear friends-though I could only count them in one hand- they are there for me-even though we may have language barriers-I know I could always count on them for advice and sisterly love.

Nothing could take that feeling of an empty space more than my other half. He is my strength, my best friend, and my mentor. Words could not describe how much my heart and soul adores and loves that man. Even though sometimes I want to throw something at him. 

All these components of my life now, are my home. If taken away from me,  I know I would be alone again and that feeling of dark and lone emptiness would fill what was once there. But I also know that I am resilient and in side of me my home always lays.

Ciao,

Odeliza Jacoba

Odeliza