Missing home
February 10, 2007
People talk all the time about missing home, especially when living abroad. I’ve often been asked if I miss home and my answer usually is: “not really”. I go on to explain that that is so because my family comes to visit me often and I get to enjoy some of the foods from home.
However, since I’ve started writing my column, Tastes Like Home, which focuses on food memories, I have an instense feeling of missing home. I guess it is only natural given the nature of what I write about – food memories that are connected to family, friends and good times.
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Cynthia | February 11, 2007 at 10:59 am
As I continue my musings on missing home – I remind myself that home is relative – it is about relationships.
I live on a beautiful island in a beautiful home and I treasure my solitude, yet as I sat on the patio with the dazzling view of the afternoon sun painted golden-yellow on the green lawn I found myself longing to have my family around me, not to say or do anything but just to know that they are there, present, physically.