WOMEN
HOME
ME
I was 16 and I asked myself where my home was.
Always feeling trapped in ideas, actions and expectations that didn’t belong to me.
Home was the place I wanted to escape from to find a better place where I could be my self.
I was 30 and I asked myself where my home was. I traveled a lot and I discovered that home was not a physical place anymore. I found the power to take action and to create my own dream home around me. My home – was the community I chose, the opportunities I created.
Now, I am nearly 50 and I don’t ask where my home is anymore. I realised that home is like the sky, and I bring it with me wherever I go. I’ve learnt to accept as a gift what life gives me,
be greatful, enjoy my time. I WILL keep this secret like a pearl.
Home is inside me and it has always been there.