I’ve always had a bit of a battle about where I belong, especially recently while mapping out where the stage of life might be.
But after lots of wise and kind advice over the last few weeks I’m beginning to realise you can belong anywhere as long as you belong to yourself.
After all, a set of wings are as important, or probably more, than a set of roots.
So, special thanks to my amazing parents for giving me both and continually letting me fly.
And to dear friends all over the world for helping make many homes.
Here’s to free falling!
Photo 2 & 3 from Storm Chaser