I love the country I live in now, and over time, I’ve learned to appreciate it in my own way. But there’s an inherent emptiness, a quiet ache, that no place can fill the way my homeland does. Don’t get me wrong, I like where I am, but the love I feel for the place I was born, for its people, its culture, its lands and seas, is irreplaceable. There’s something unique, something deeply personal in the warmth of its winds brushing against your face, in the quiet smiles and kindness of its people, in the knowledge that you are truly home, on the soil that gave you life and welcomed you with songs, laughter, and joy. It’s a love so pure, so grounding, that even when I’m surrounded by beauty elsewhere, a piece of me aches for the familiar embrace of that place. I miss my people, the life I left behind, the customs and rhythms I had to set aside. I miss the streets I ran through as a child, the markets filled with voices and smells, the festivals, the music, the food that somehow tastes like memories. I miss the climate that kissed my skin with a sweetness I haven’t found anywhere else. I miss everything about it. And though it might sound patriotic, I cannot deny it. The culture I was born into lives in me, in every little habit, in every song I hum, in every story I remember. It is something that cannot be erased, something I carry wherever I go.
It’s a strange feeling, being homesick even when you’re at home.
The walls are familiar, the streets know your footsteps, and yet… something feels missing. Like the version of “home” you carry in your chest doesn’t quite match the one you’re standing in.
Maybe it’s the way time changes things, the people, the atmosphere, even the silence feels different. Or maybe it’s because we change too, and the home we once longed for exists only in memory.
Sometimes, it’s not about missing a place.
It’s about missing a moment in time,
a version of yourself,
or a warmth you can’t quite recreate.
Satu Langkah
Hari ini tepat sembilan hari setelah aku meninggalkan rumah, meninggalkan ibu dan ayah yang sedang merenovasi sebagian rumah. Jam menunjukan pukul lima lewat dua puluh satu sore, tapi aku merasa ini masih terlalu dini untuk kembali ke rumah.
Ayah menelpon dua kali sehari hingga hari ke-empat aku pergi, aku sudah mulai rindu masakan ibu sejak hari kelima. Masakan yang sering aku komentari keasinan kini justru aku rindukan, aku selalu berkomentar hambar saat makan disini, mungkin aku sudah terbiasa dengan asinnya masakan ibu.
Ibu tunggu aku pulang, aku akan membawa seluruh pesananmu. Ayah tunggu aku pulang, aku akan membawa cukup uang agar kamu bisa istirahat beberapa hari.
Aku ingin pulang, tapi kaki ku sudah terlanjur basah.
It’s been fun travelling around Vietnam, but I’m excited to get back into the studio and back home to see this little face.
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#studio #missinghome #pup #pomeranian #shihtzu #thatlittleface #workpup
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All the colors of my youth. The red, the green, the hope, the truth. This is my hometown. ~ Eric Church.
“L’avventuriera è un essere a sé stante, intrinsecamente libero, per l’esperienza che fa del genere, o meglio per l’esperienza che non fa del genere”.
Cit. Luce Azema
𝟺 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚒, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎; 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 💔
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#travelersoul #leavingalonewithnoregrets #missinghome #whereshome #2022atemeup #needafreshstart #adjustingtochange #needapickmeup #ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ2023 (presso Shanghai, China)
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bad sleep
10/14/22
last night I could not sleep for anything. I kept waking up every other hour (shaking and scared with intrusive thoughts). I suppose it was due to stress. I’ve been so worried lately about making ends meet and how money is nonexistent right now. All the unsaid purchases that are adding up.
I am trying to do what I can and help out, but I literally have no money at all. Also, the art that I make does not always sell and I honestly doubt if it even will.
I talked with him, and he says that he can do it and pay for the car, and we don’t have to worry right now but rather in December. That I should just not worry. If worse comes to worst, he will get a loan. We will be okay.
Nothing to do now but just wait and see and try and not freak out and let it bother me. I should focus on some of the positive things in day-to-day life here.
Now that we do have our own place, I just wish for the times that we were back on the rez and had money. When we just wanted to be where we are now. I see now how those times that I was so mad and upset about not having my own place, I should have appreciated them more. I miss home and so do my kids; we all just want to go back home. I know he misses his old job too. If we would have stayed there then we would have been stuck, now were out here trying to survive. We’re struggling and its hard, we just want what anyone else wants, a better life for their kids.
Coz its the most nostalgic time of the year 🥹 #missinghome #navratra2022 #lastdayoffast #shubhnavami (at Basildon, London)
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I wanna unwind so badly. Feels like I need to recharge a bit. Work is getting heavier and heavier now….
Wanna go home to my family…
Missing my family already. Back home and sleeping in!!! #missingmom #missinghome #mommasboy #backhome #vacation (at Bristol, Connecticut)
https://www.instagram.com/p/CiP1-6qrNvE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
I feel like I have been homesick for 10 years now. But having my family here is just what I needed! #family #militarylife #missinghome #lovemyfamily (at Waynesville, Missouri)
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It’s been almost a year since I left my safe space back in my home country.
In this girly corner, I made some of my dreams come true. This is where I created my first sold artwork, where I mastered playing my favorite #steam game, and where I spent thousands of conversations with my one true love. My life changed in so many ways, both beautiful and sad.
I can’t wait to sit on my gaming chair again and kill zombies while drinking my almond milk with chia seeds.
Or perhaps get my hands messy with acrylic paint on the other side.
#thoughts #musings #missinghome #gamingsetup #gaming #gamergirl #art #writings #homeawayfromhome #pink #pinkroom #girly #cute #asusrog #rog #words #writings #lifeblog #life #philippines #camserie #dayz #gamer
https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf9zwP0OU5J/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#home #missinghome #homesick #quotes #musings #thoughts #ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ #words #imissyou #letters #writing #writingcommunity #writinglife #writings #writers #writersofinstagram #fyp #faraway #camserie #poetry #poems #poetrycommunity #writerssupportingwriters #followme
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#adobo #ampalaya #combo #foodies #missinghome #chroniclesofyanei👭 #filipinodelicacies🇵🇭
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A snowflake in spring..
A snowflake in spring is a short lived thing. It’s temporary and fleeting. A marriage to one person for 62 and a half years is I imagine the equivalent of millions and millions of snowflakes, millions of Moments. Seconds that fleeted by without much notice until one day after your 87th birthday your talking to your granddaughter who lives in Colorado and it’s snowing in spring. And you decide to share a story about spending every afternoon on the back porch looking at the river “having a little drink” with your wife. Sharing a lifetime of snowflakes with someone is special, it melds your happiest and saddest and violent worlds together into one. Into oneness, i could never be more grateful for the gift I’ve had in watching two people love each other truly until death due you part and beyond. To see their happy ending., Quite literally forever and a day. And im immeasurable grateful I get to look at the future to see what might be. I love you @sully.barr I’m thankful to be their granddaughter, being so afar away is difficult. #missinghome #lovestory
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