the sound of a loving voice knocks any strength out from under me. i am resorted to feeling isolated, lonely and insecure in the sudden realization that i left those that naturally get me in a completely different hemisphere.
which is why when a phone call from home comes on a bad day that feeling of elation is overcome with painsaking homesickness. and all i want to do is give up and run back to familiarity.
but instead i try not to let my voice crack as i smile through clenched teeth to tell her that i love her as she praises my will to move half way across the world.
it was this spontaneous phone call from someone who i have spent my entire life admiring that wiped the tears away and remind me that home isn’t far away – i just have to pick up the phone and say “hi, i just wanted to hear your voice. i’m having a bad day”.