You can be anywhere in the world, but only home feels like home.

During this month in Eritrea,
I learned from people who have little, let alone nothing, to still live life with pure love and happiness.
With how much respect people treat each other no matter if you are from Europe or the neighbor's boy,
the last bread is gonna split with you and before my plate is full - your plate is full.
Home is where family is, where you look after me and I look after you, where you behave authentically and recognize yourself in others.
Thank you for all the memories and moments. You all have reminded me to be strong for you out here.