Going Home............

i went to the airport this afternoon, farewelling my friend (my ex-housemate for two months) na'im and her husband who's going back home to Indonesia. to be honest everytime i go there i miss home so badly and i can't wait to be home again.

Where is home............in a building where we were born?, i remember the quotation she wrote in miling list :

"We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love... and then we return home." (Australian Aboriginal Proverb)

oh God, we've been wandering through this life for years, from small villages through to big cities, what are we looking for... and what should we take home.

we left our heart here and there, we meet people with their happiness and sorrow. we learn to live and to depend on ourselves. we learn to help others and sometimes without realising we hurt others.

we learn to grow up................

selamat jalan na'im, sahabat yang bijak