Unconditional Love

It seems there has been much trouble with me these last few days, for I have watched the world turn upside down by my own hands. I have had the unfortunate role of creating some of the most horrifying things, yet I have watched beautiful things come out of it. I will admit to all that I have much fear, for those that I once gave my unconditional love to left me to silence.

Even in the silence of my "family" I still see and feel myself dying for them, I cannot say anything for sure but I feel as if they would watch in shock and horror to the act, they may not know how to respond.

As I wept in sorrow from what I had created, I seemingly pushed away a brother who I hold very dear in my heart. I can only explain my love for him with words, but even in these words it will truly never be understood. I pushed him away, I pushed in fear, he told me he was to protect me and in a sense he did because in pushing him away I see the errors of my ways, I see that my current state has made me vulnerable and even influenced.

I let influence of the past get in the way of the one trying to protect me, I thought maybe I would in the end be protecting him, but now I see it, now I must grab it, and so now I must tell all this.

Turn to those you love during hard times, the love must be mutual, the heart must be felt as much as the heart gives. Reach and extend your hand to those who fall. Reach and grab the extended hand when you fall. If you make a mistake, make amends.

Always remember this, do not throw away blindly the unconditional love of another, pick it up and accept the love, for in the end you may find that you may unconditionally love them.

Home

It is about that time to vent about something that has been on my mind for months now, and this time the topic is about "Home".

In my heart there is a hole.

It is a hole of great magnitude.

I feel a deep longing to be in a place.

This place feels real.

This place feels right.

This place feels like home.

I have come to the conclusion in this chapter of my life that it is time to move away from where I am now, to where I feel is home. I have grown tired of where I am now and so it is time to break free from this confining place and embrace a new start.

I must admit I have had dreams of this place, dreams that have spanned not only from back in my childhood, but even more now.

I speak of this now because I hope one day someone will see this and maybe just maybe feel what I feel without me having to give a descriptive writing regarding what this hole feels like. Maybe just maybe the individual will do something like I will be doing very soon, if not I urge others to just think about it.

I feel home is a very important thing in our lives, it is where we feel right, it is where we feel complete, and it is where we can truly be happy.

Because to me:

Home is where the heart is.

Home is where the mind is.

Home is where the soul is.

Home is where the body should be.