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They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder,
but maybe its about time: time to consider
what you have; time to see what you do
in the light of day; time to grow into
yourself, the one you always were but could
never find when surrounded by everything you ever needed.

The funny thing about absence and time
is how they work together. I grow fonder and
farther from those I love: fonder in ways I never knew,
farther in ways I never understood.
Leaving home taught me the hardest lesson I ever learned:
How much I treasure Mamma’s listening ears when I have a rough day;
how much I crave the voice of my Baba on days I feel far;
how much I value the wisdom of my sisters;
how much they will always be Home.