Home Base
When we're children, home is often a place.
A house.
A bedroom.
The people waiting for us at the end of the day.
More and more, I am realizing that home is so much more than this.
Home is who we are on the inside.
Life changes.
People come and go.
Careers shift.
Relationships evolve.
The one constant is that we keep waking up as ourselves.
Can I trust myself?
Can I be kind to myself?
Can I stay with myself when life feels uncertain?
