After being away from home for months, it’s probably only human that I’m starting to really miss home. I mean really miss it.
Home is where the heart is.
It’s not just my family, friends, and place that I miss, but it’s the very notion of home – home as a concept – home as a base – home as a place to return and get a good ol’ dose of homeliness
So while I’m finding it increasingly difficult to wait till the day of my flight. I know that this isn't the answer. I embarked on my year of travelling the world to see, experience, and discover as much of the world as I could in one year. While I would love to have a home base (and look forward to the day where I do have a home base outside of India), I know that if I were to walk through the door of my home, I would immediately wish I had have stuck it out and kept exploring.
Who knows, maybe I can sneak in a short trip at some stage....after I have an established home.
Let it goooooo, let it goooooooooo….. This film is just too cute, too sincere, and too lovable. Whenever I’m missing home I will either play it in the background or simply play the soundtrack and sing along as I push through my work in my room. I love Disney and I LOVE this film, and above all I love my Sister THE MOST... so the movie is a lot more closer to my heart.
Chocolate – good, quality chocolate
Okay okay so I’m not really that picky when it comes to chocolate… just make sure it’s kinder chocolate and I’m a happy chappy.
Skyping my family back home
There’s nothing that makes me happier than a quick Skype call to my family back home. I will always give them a buzz whenever I feel like it and its almost as if they sit there waiting for the call! I speak to my family once a week on Skype on average, but once I let it go for a month before noticing I hadn't Skyped them! That being said, sometimes I Skype them twice in one day. It just depends what exciting news I have to tell them. Family is everything!
Stretching/Yoga
Sometimes all I need to do is take some time out of my day to unwind and I find that is best achieved by a nice long stretching session or some yoga. As I work all day it is often hard to remember to take the time to just breathe, but whenever I do I always feel better in an instant.
Filling up an online shopping cart and crossing out of it before checking out
Retail therapy is a cure I feel strongly about (haha). I’ve found the best way to get the thrill of ‘shopping’ without breaking the bank is to put everything in your cart and right before it’s time to cash up, close the internet browser. Sure, this also means I never get new clothes by shopping this way…. but I still get the fun of shopping without cringing at a card bills later on! Still but I do a lot of buying for my family back home and that makes me really really happy of and no loss of money affects me.
Doing all what I like
Getting all that candles with the fragrance and lighting up my mood, I would go spa and pamper myself. Still if that doesn't work I go eat the similar taste of food which my mum makes or at least which belongs to the culture where I come from & that surely not only satisfies my tummy but my heart also. I feel and so I start talking to people in my language, haha it is anyone and everyone and doesn't matter to me if they don't understand cause ultimately it is helping me.
Knowing how blessed I am
Sometimes I get so lonely, tired, sick, or upset that it is difficult not to want to go home – even just for a day to see my family and then hit the road again. But the one thing that ALWAYS gets me through and keeps me on the road with a strong work ethic, is knowing how blessed I am to live this life. So many people would kill to have the life I have – travelling the world full time, meeting amazing people in the industry, living so independently & being strong on my own. I know how blessed I am, how hard I’ve worked, and how far I still have to go. That’s the one thing that gets me through above all others when I miss home.
Over to you… what do you do / crave / eat / think / feel when you miss home?
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