You know what’s hard?
That moment at the airport when you walk away from your mother’s embrace, knowing you won’t know any home for a long time.
You know what’s heartbreaking?
When you’ve taken flight and that one song you heard on New Year’s day, watching the pretty lights from last night glisten, comes to mind and it takes everything in you to not break down.
You know what’s bittersweet?
When you almost hear your mother in your voice, but home is an infinity away.
You know what’s numbing?
Having to cry yourself to sleep on your first night away from home; not because you feel sad, but because you can’t feel anything at all.