Some days language and words seem so inadequate. How can mere letters cover the giddy brightness that is happiness, the heart-stopping passion that is love, or the cloudy, all-encompassing darkness that is sadness? If words all have set meanings, set connotations, set contexts, how can we fully communicate with one another? Words are shaped by our experience of the world, and will never mean exactly the same thing from one person to the next. Some days it’s hard to find the words to express ourselves, others it’s impossible. And while language ties us together, it can also drive us apart. Some language, however is irrefutable. The warm comfort of a hug, smiling with someone you love, allowing gentle lips to meet your own… If I was to chose one language to communicate with for the rest of my life, this is what I would chose. The language of love, kindness, warmth… The language of home.


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