This week I was on a trip and ran through woods similar to the ones I grew up in.
For years I didn’t have a home … a place were I belong to … were I am meant to be. I lived in different countries and meet wonderful people … but it wasn’t home.
Being back at my beach today to play with the waves made me realize how lucky I am to have found such a place now. Running in this place for over a year now made this feeling much more intense. I know every rock and dog and am still amazed and in awe at the beauty of my surroundings.
Finally I found home.