Last week, a friend kindly wrote that my instagram pictures make her a little homesick for Colorado even though she’s never lived here. I totally get that because I often think the same thing about other places, too. For example, I’ve never lived – or even visited – Charleston, South Carolina. But every time I see a picture of an old house there flanked by oaks covered in Spanish moss and hydrangeas big as dinner plates, I get a little homesick for Charleston.
Special places give you a feeling of home, even if you’ve never had an address there.
I think it’s the same with people, too. Sometimes, people you don’t really know still feel like home.
That was my thought as I read your many responses to my (in)courage post on seasons of friendship. Quite frankly, your words blew me away. Your stories of struggles as well as I’ve-been-there/I-am-there support were infinitely more heart healing than my original post. I’m clearly not the only gal going through a changing season of friendship, not by a long shot. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
And thank you – all of you – for giving me a little bit of home.
Do you get homesick for places you’ve never lived or people you’ve never met (or at least don’t know very well)? Tell me about them!