From home to home

Having just touched down after a trip filled with emotions, family, friends and food.

The moment my plane was near enough to see my hometown's airport only then did it dawn upon me that it has really been 4 years since I have stepped foot in the small town I grew up in.

The roads have all changed.

The buildings all look different.

The potholes have grown bigger.

The restaurants have multiplied.

However some things remain the same - golden.

The fashion is still the same.

The food is ever so delicious.

Most importantly, the feeling is still home.

The familiar faces, my grandmother's house . . . I think I am missing home now.