I love coming home to my home home and just living day by day chatting and doing stuff with my family.I came home this weekend and my Dad and I had a heart to heart. We talked about his future dreams for me, how much he worries and if I’m being treated right… I don’t think a parent would be a good parent if they didn’t worry – trusting yourself that you’ve done a good job in raising your child and hoping they’re okay in the big wide world.
My Dad has worked so hard in his life and I know I wouldn’t be able to faff around and live in my dream world as much as I do if he didn’t. He’s my hero, my saviour, my favourite man in the world. I know that I always have my home here and there would be no issues in me coming back if I need to. I know my Mum loves having me home and I love being home! A lot of people don’t have what I have and I’m lucky I do – I am very much appreciative! My parents have taught and rooted me well, letting me flourish in any directions I choose. If I decide to choose the blue path rather than the green, my home is always firmly rooted so I can choose the green or the red or the yellow path if the blue doesn’t work out.