I’ve been thinking a lot about the concept of home these past few days.
I know they always say that home is where the heart is, but I never fully understood that until I started living it. So far in the places I’ve been, I’ve found home.
My home in Maui was in a tent on a bee farm with a group of amazing people.
My home on the big island has been in a cabin at a hostel with a whole bunch of interesting people from all over the world.
In each place I’ve learned so much. So many beautiful people have come into my life. Showed me that letting go and living with my heart is the best path to be on. In all of these people I have found home.
Most importantly in all of this, though, I’ve found home inside of myself. People ask me when I’m going “home” and a lot of times I don’t know how to respond because to me, I already am home.
Leaving one home to find a new one is hard, but each time I take the memories with me and remind myself that these places will always be my home!
Saying goodbye to the big island was a tough one, but the magical land of Kauai awaits me ✨
Cheers to new friends, old friends, and finding homes in them wherever you go.