It is always painful leaving family, friends, the tropics, the madness, and all the love and goodwill that comes with Home.
Every time I visit my home country, I feel replenished and equipped with more life skills. This is because my 'cultural elders' - older family members, mentors, spiritual partners - are always giving me 'one last piece of advice', like thrusting gold nuggets into my palm before I return to my life in ang-moh country, New Zealand. I truly am held up by a whole village of people who love and care about me.
How I deserved to be so fortunate, I don't know.
Ten thousand miles between us but I carry you within me wherever I go.