"So, here you are
too foreign for home
too foreign for here.
Never enough for both."
– Ijeoma Umebinyuo

"There's a big difference between fitting in and belonging." – Something a friend said to me last night. I'll be chewing on that for the next forever.

Watching 'Your Name' again this past weekend had me in tears for the second time. I think we've all felt that nameless longing for... something... An overwhelming ache we can't quite put into words... Only a feeling, immaterial, yet it lifts us up just the same, brutal, crashing us onto the sharp reef of our day-to-day lives. We long for home, for connection, for belonging, for fulfillment and adventure - our dreams, our true identity lived out freely, our divine vocation, the assurance that God is pleased with us or at least is listening. The ocean is by turns stormy and silent. We're thirsty, but surrounded by saltwater. I wish I realized sooner that I'm not the only one lost at sea. These days I'm sending up flares, treading water, and praying the tide carries me to other wave-battered souls like mine.