I Belong At Home, Where I Belong

Where here is my home? It’s where my heart is. My heart guides me to another place, a place where I feel supported and connected with others. It lets me be who I am and express myself. All my other struggles in life flow out and away. I feel free. It’s like wind blowing the dead leaves of a tree. They don’t matter to the tree anymore. Just think about the good leaves and the positives. I can put my creativity to the test and make sure I am the best version of myself. Showing off my skills makes me feel talented and I feel open. It’s my safe place when I am feeling melancholy. My real family might not be there, but I still notice the warmth that maybe the people there are family. I’m comfortable at this place and know who I am as a person. I know where I can fit in. I have this sympathetic feeling whenever I am around here, the warmth, it hugs me in the moment. Being able to compete with my team and win awards and medals gives me this rush of anticipation. When I win, it makes me feel an emotion not even explainable. It takes me with a breeze and fills my body. Just standing on the podium there. My home is gymnastics. It’s a place and a feeling that is special to me. I am always chasing it and want it to stay forever. I will never let it go from my heart. It’s that thing I need to be me. I believe all people need this feeling of home to feel like they belong in this world. So if you had this feeling before, go ahead and make sure it is in you where it belongs.