Thirteen - almost 14 - years ago, my entire existence did a complete 360.  Since 1996, I have been consumed - yes consumed is the perfect word here - with feelings I didn't know I possessed.  Feelings that seemed to burst right out of me, spontaneously.  Naturally.  I'm talking about raw, instinctual, powerful emotions.  Pure love.  Overwhelming joy.  Pure frustration.  Overwhelming fear. 

We are all walking around homesick.  Missing our heavenly home is the sadness we cannot name, the itch we cannot scratch, the ever-looming "something is missing" emotion we can never pinpoint.