Love is my home.
I've searched houses and work places, families and churches, faiths of all cultures, read books, practices and scriptures, I've gone through street after street and town after city searching for belonging, searching for safety, warmth and maybe a side of familiarity, comfort, hoping and praying I would find some kind a place to call home. I've been in arms and in beds, houses to apartments from beaches to hiking trails and still I found myself isolated and feeling indifferent, calling out and yearning for a taste of something I know to exist - glimpses and memories- my child in my arms, a genuine hug, an act of selflessness, the way that she holds me, different experiences but the same conclusion - love is my only home. ~Will "Story" Rivera
Will "Story" Rivera
May the words shared from my soul forever serve to Inspire yours.