You have not come home yet

Last week, when my first niece was born, I feel like I was the happiest auntie in the world. It was like tears, worries and bad expectations slowly become blur and gone. But then I remember a wise suggestion, "Don't be too happy. Something overrated is not good.".

And then yeah. Human is just human. There may something bad attack your life and BUM! Your mood turn down in a blink. And here come a state of mind that very soft, but you just wanna get away from it whenever you get there.

"Sadness makes you human." Sentence that I always use to calm my self down when I get in that position. Fake smile may works to camouflage people around you, but not your brain. It know what the heart feels. And whenever heart feeling down, brain always there to arrange the solutions.

It's okay to be sad. Sadness bring you time to reflect. Like, I may have done something bad in the past, and this just the time to pay back. And sadness bring you a time to searching for another thing that you should grateful for. Sadness just a moment to remind you that you're just a human. Because there is no perfection for human.

There was an article I read from Tobitall's blog but was originally written on Danielle laPoste's website, "Love your sadness. It won't last." Beautifully written and a perfect reminder to stay happy with our sadness.

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I was feeling it. Pure sadness — the inescapability of it plowing through the softest part of me. When you’re in that kind of painful place you’ll try to climb the walls to get away from it. You want it over with.
“Love your sadness. It won’t last long.” A friend texted me late at night. I caught it just as I was turning off my bedroom light.
Love my sadness?
Love my sadness.
Sadness, I love you.
Let me give you a kiss, instead of my fist.
You’re heavy, but you’re so honest.
I should give you more credit. More space.
I’ll be grateful when you leave —
but I know I’ll be grateful that you came.
A metaphor: You know when you catch a cold, and part of you is just a bit grateful for it? The cold itself sucks. But it gives you a reprieve, an excuse to stop, curl up, wind down — it demands a compassionate response.
And if you’re smart, you milk it. Take the day off, order in, watch the entire “Breaking Bad” series on Netflix, sleep… a lot. And while you’re sleeping off your fever, you get the sense that you’re burning off months of built up stuff — and sorting out some internal things. You get better, you put fresh sheets on the bed, and you’ve got a new attitude.
Same thing with sadness.
Sadness gives you the chance to be still with the most tender place of your being.
Sadness is an opportunity to deeply appreciate your losses and your longings.
Sadness brings you eye to eye with your desires.
Appreciation is fuel for change.
Love gives your sadness the energy it needs to move through you… so it can move on.
By loving your sadness, you’re respecting your truth.
And freedom always follows truth.
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So, back to the wise suggestion I've mentioned before. "I won't be too sad. Something overrated is not good". Let me try to love my sadness, try to respect the truth. Maybe sadness will love me back, and leave me slowly.

Oh, doesn't it sounds too drama? Pssssh, maybe I'm just feeling anxious because I have not come home yet. Home make me bored sometime. But I couldn't agree more that home is the place that the heart belong to. (: