She is homesick for a home to which she cannot return. There is such a yearning for a home that maybe never was. A false memory that torments her while sleep eludes her. It is a grief for the lost places of her past; or is it? Her mind plays tricks on her heart; showing her a shadow world that briefly warms her while she wanders in and out of the mist in confusion and then suddenly plunges back into her cold reality.

She is alone in a world that has betrayed her; a world of strangers who don’t understand. They don’t know who she is or where she is, or where she’s been, or where she wants to go. They don’t know about her homesickness or where her home is or how very cold and alone she feels. Do they?

But sometimes, for a fleeting moment she knows. She knows with such certainty that there is the One who has always been there and will always be there. In this brief moment clarity returns, her world is warm and at peace. She feels the love. A smile covers her face.