I have been on the road since last Friday. I woke up yesterday from a deep sleep and looked around the room thinking, This is not my room. Where am I and what happened to Kash? (my room-mate in the Com Life House)

 

When I finally realized what was going on, I had the thought, I miss my Com Life Family! What a different feeling I had from a few weeks ago when I wanted to be anywhere but there! On my way home last night, I kept thinking - I wish I was going home. When did the Com Life house become home? I didn't even realize that it had.  Despite all of our issues, I had to admit to myself that we have truly become a family. Family isn't perfect, and home means many things but it's where you can let your hair down and be yourself without feeling judged or self-conscious.

 

Thanks guys for being my family, accepting me as I am, and loving me in spite of it!  :-)

 

I can't wait to come home.