Feels Like Home to Me – ‘Fioda


That feeling you get after reading a Francine Rivers books,
Or when you hear a Women of faith /Don Moen song.
That feeling you get when you use a cologne that smells like your mum, or when the woman serving food is extra nice to you.
That feeling you get when your cloth smells of camphor, or when you eat amala with your good friends
That feeling when you’re called by your house nickname, or when someone helps adjust your wrapper to cover you up in the night
That fresh grass scent, the cloudy sky threatening to break out and the warnings to take a cardigan along, that old worn shirt you never want to let go off.
That feeling of someone waking you up at 6 telling you it’s already 7:30 because you have a class by 8,
Or that feeling when you go through the old songs on your playlist and remembering the age you were when the songs came out.
That feeling when reminiscing the fun times and naughty things you did as a child with friends.
That feeling of having people you could call friends, and having family members you could call up at any time.
That feeling you get when you meet an old friend in a new/strange place.
Or having someone combing and oiling your hair.
That smell of the rain from afar,
That feeling of cuddling under a blanket in the cold and watching TV.
That feeling when you’re on the bed in your hostel and feeling nostalgic while reminiscing on past memories…
That feels like home to me.
She blogs here…
Happy birthday baby sis!!! 😘 😘 😘 😘


P. S she drew this too.

Hi sweetness, want to come aboard the shugary train? click on the ‘sweet’ button in the menu. Thanks. 😘😘😘


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