About Their Love for Us

I carry within me a sense of deprivation.   It is not tied to a single place,   Which is called home, I once left behind,   but to the absence of something believed to be universal:   The bond between parent and child. They say home is innate, The most primal anchor of human life. Yet when I cut that anchor loose, what remains is a void without substitute. That is the thing which most people would be afraid of.