Storms & Sanctuary

Home, for me, is a tale of two worlds. Home can be a refuge, but also a turbulent sea. Within four walls, the air can be thick with stress, and sometimes it feels like navigating stormy waters. Voices clash like thunder, and I'm the captain of a small boat, my mind crashing against the waves of chaos. Then, there's my other home, a sanctuary, silence, the clouds part ways for bright blue skies and peace in the form of a rainbow. Here, "home" is my safety, a place of rest, reset, life. Laughter echoes off the walls , and the rooms feel like a warm hug. It's in this home that I feel a sense of stability. The meaning of "home" for me is this contrast between turbulence and tranquility. I navigate the emotional currents of these two homes. Home is where I learn resilience, finding my way through the contrasting landscapes of my dual existence.