this thing called "HOME"

I usually get homesick during the holiday seasons here or in Korea since i can't really fly over there anytime i want.

but come to think of it... what is home? i do have a home here in the philippines... Why do i get homesick even when i have a home here with my family and friends around? Home...the notion of home just stays abstract i think...

maybe i will never be "HOMESICK-FREE" since home seems to mean those things that i cannot touch now, see now, hear now, smell now, and taste now... Maybe that's why i keep missing it. Even when I go to Korea, after a few days i'd say "i miss home.."

Home is... 1) the past (2) the friends i can't see that often (3) the places that i can't visit any longer or not that often (4) the place where I can find things that I thought were missing... etc..

If i have to pinpoint the places i can find home, they'd be.. Korea, Zambia, and the Philippines. These are just the places i find home..

Sometimes, i get tired of missing home. Sometimes I ask myself to stop getting homesick, but i never do stop getting homesick.

So this thing returns back to God. Maybe only in God, we'd find home in which we shall not get homesick any more.