Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
Yesterday Leonard's sister, Susanna, returned to the USA after a sojourn…
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Yesterday Leonard's sister, Susanna, returned to the USA after a sojourn in Romania. She greeted her uncle with emotion, and she and Leonard and I called Frances (mother of Susanna and Leonard) to wish her a happy birthday. And they all seemed quite happy.
I felt a longing for family and home at the same time that I knew quite well that I don't have a place to call home, to imagine as home, and that I don't have a family that I can greet with joy.
I yearn for a place and a family that don't exist, so I run the risk of looking my whole life for this mythical construct and never finding it and never feeling satisfied. Argh!
