There is a warmth waiting for you. You might feel it slipping through your fingers when you need it most, or imagine it’s left altogether…but it’s still there.
Your road doesn’t leave you, though you may feel lost. It is there. You may spend months or minutes off your road, but it’s there, right where you left it.
It doesn’t shame you, upon your return, no matter how far you wandered. It won’t call out to you, because it doesn’t know how to miss you…but you’ll feel it.
Homecoming.
We walk our road, and we walk away from it sometimes, and we return to it. That is all.
Never believe that you don’t deserve to return to your own good road.
