A traveling homesick poem inspired by the Beatles, Steve Miller, and Paul Pena.

When dream and reality merge, where do we land? A far off place that is at once foreign and all too familiar…

Homesickness is natural, no matter how old you get.

Turning a loss into Triumph.

Poetry.

A poem inspired by my firstborn to my dad.

I sometimes want to travel, but I don’t really do that well away from home.

Not all partings are sad.

Missing home and imagining going back, invisibly, once again…

Tale of a homesick woman.