What if the human experience of grief, loss, and sadness is a form of spiritual homesickness?
This is the story of my longing for things to be as they should.
|Mar 24, 2020|
Photo by Rhendi Rukmana.
My first case of homesickness struck in the Missouri foothills. I was a ten-year-old at Camp Soaring Hawk and one of the few campers staying for both multi-week summer sessions. Although I had never been away from home before, things were okay while camp activities were taking place all day with new friends.
Then they left.
And I f…