Almost Home

Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe. I’m hoping hard for that.

Almost Home by Sugar Mae Cole Home isn’t always a place you picture in your mind With furniture and cookies and music playing and people laughing. Home is something you can carry around like a dream And let it grow in your heart until you’re ready for it. Losing things helps you appreciate when you find them again And finding things gives you hope that when you lose things It might not be forever. Once, long ago, a girl lost her home, but she didn’t lose her dream. She hung on to it as the wind kept trying to blow it away, But that just made it stronger. So now she has keys and walls of many colors And people around her who think she’s something.

Sometimes the best thing that can happen to a person is to have a puppy lick your face.

You know what it's like to move from being happy to being not? It's like swinging as high as you can and someone stops you as you come back down.

sometimes a kid has to act older than they are

Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.

I'm working hard to have a good life. You don't need fancy things to feel good. You can hug a puppy. You can buy a can of paint and surround yourself with color. You can plant a flower and watch it grow. You can decide to trust people, the right people. You can decide to start over and let other people start over, too.

You don't need fancy things to feel good. You can hug a puppy. You can buy a can of paint and surround yourself with color. You can plant a flower and watch it grow. You can decide to trust people - the right people. You can decide to start over and let other people start over too" -Sugar Mae Cole

You're going to fall down in this life—everybody dies. But you be the kind of person who doesn't stay down for long. Get back on your feet and keep going no matter what.

but Reba taught me to be grateful no matter what. I looked up at the blue sky.

Almost. It's a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite... Soon, maybe.

It's not fair, but sometimes a kid has to act older than their age. You just pray hard to know what to do.

It’s a pretty day, huh?” Meesha glared at me.