This is how i felt whilst traveling to visit my sister, i debated not posting this as i feel guilty for not thinking of the house me and my husband live in as home but i think he understands. I guess to me home is where the family is.
Nerves strengthen, anticipation swells
My stomach feels knotted
My blood pressure swells.
No reason, fearing the unknown
They announced it’s my train
I’m on my way home
Maybe strange, married now
But viewing this my home
I do not know how
My sister I visit, plus two nieces who
Give joy to my heart, help me push through