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Reflections on becoming

Going home with a hand to hold

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The comfort of being held reminds me of what it feels like to be a child growing up in a loving family. And so growing up and living away from family feels lonely. Yet, there are moments when I strongly yearn for a touch, an embrace, and some warmth.

Just having a hand to hold feels like home too.


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