Go home!

I grew up in the average kind of home setting.

My parents did their best in ensuring we grew well, protected and provided for.

Our house was also always filled; there was always some cousin, uncle, aunty or some member staying with us so it was always a place of drama and craziness.

Then off I went to higher institution.

I believe you've got some form of idea of what it's like leaving the nest.

Suddenly I found myself in a place of chaos and growth: alone, I had to start making tough decisions for myself and taking tough steps.

It looked surreal until days turned into weeks and weeks became months.

I did my best, to make my parents proud

To toughen it out whenever I had challenges.

But you know, even one's got to have some backing.

So, whenever I felt overwhelmed, pressured, stressed, or exhausted and drowning, I simply traveled back home.

I didn't necessarily have to say anything to anyone.

I just came home, feel the love and warmth, recharge myself and within days I was rejuvenated and ready to take on the world.

Home might not necessarily be the house your love ones live in.

Home could be just being with friends, loved ones, your partner or someone who brings you those positive emotions.

We should learn to always find our way home. This can save one from depression, loneliness and shine light in low times.

'No matter where you go, remember the road that will lead you home!'

                         Master KG