Tuesday, December 1, 2009

KeyS

I must have been 18 when I received my first set of house-keys. Interestingly, that was also my first time living away from home. I had just arrived in New Zealand to start my university studies, and was staying in a rented room. It was exciting to have keys that I could call my own.

That first set of house-keys was significant in many ways. It meant I had grown up. It represented freedom. It proved I could be trusted to take care of myself. To hear and feel the jingling of the keys in my pockets made me smile.

I know I have come home.
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