Home But Not Home.

My village is a place that feels like home to me, It is not my home, It is my village where I do go to visit my grandmother and her family, My village is one of those places that I do not see every day, so It is very special, to me, my village has a piece of my heart, When I go to my village I feel happy and relaxed, my body feels good in my village before I even think about it.

My grandmother often tells stories about her days, she does talks about the times of her being a kolanut farmer and also making a lot of money. The way my grandmother tells these stories you can always tell she is really proud of that time in her life and when she tells these stories about her time as a kolanut farmer it makes the village feel like it's special.

I really love the village because it is so quiet, there are no cars driving by all the time, also no noise is bothering me and I do not feel any kind of pressure, the village moves slowly, nobody is in a hurry to get somewhere, thee mornings in the village feel softer, and the nights feel deeper, I can actually hear my thoughts.

The air, in the village feels cleaner, and I can sleep easily without trying hard.

In the city my mind is always busy even when I am resting.. In the village resting feels like the natural thing to do, the village is a place where I can really rest, I feel really good because I find myself breathing better when I'm there, thiis is great, for me, I am laugh more often when I'm there, and sometimes I find myself worrying less about things, I find that breathing better and laughing more is helping me to worry less about the things that I used to worry about.

My grandmother is a part of why the village feels like home to me, When I am around my grandmother I feel comfortable, my grandmother does not have to do a lot to make me feel this way. I just need to see my grandmother, hear my her voice or sit near her while she talks or does things around the house, This makes me feel safe, My grandmother is a person, My grandmother has a lot of history. My grandmother loves me no matter what. When I am around my grandmother I do not have to tell my grandmother everything about myself, I do not have to prove anything to my grandmother, I can just be myself, around my grandmother.

I do not like it when I have to leave the place after some times and the main reason I have to go is that this place does not have some things that I need.

For example there is no good electricity, and also the network is really bad, this can be very frustrating for me, I am used to being connected to the internet all the time, sometimes I need to have light so I can see what I am doing, sometimes I need to make a phone call or check something on my phone, when I am in this place I am reminded of why I can not stay forever. The place is very peaceful, After a while I have to go back to the city because that is where my real life is, the city has everything I need, like electricity and a good network so I can do all the things I need to do.

Still, despite all that, I truly love being there, the village may not be my permanent home, but it feels like a place my soul recognizes, and I think that’s what home really is sometimes, not just a building or a city, but a feeling, a sense of calm, a person who makes you feel safe and comfortable, for me, that place is my village, and that person is my grandmother, whenever I am there, I feel grounded, and whenever I leave, I carry that comfort with me.

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