I’m relieved that I’m not the only one who has felt this way! 😊 My problem is that I often find myself homesick for a place I’ve never been. What’s really interesting–and this has happened to me only once–is to suddenly be reunited with one of those places. It’s amazing. But rare 💗 I can relate to this so much! A beautiful post 🌺
Hi – The Hi from Hiccup
Rae – pronounced the same as the wry of a wry smile (if you pronounce wry with a rolled ‘R’, but let’s not overcomplicate)
Th – The Th from Think
Hiraeth is an untranslatable Welsh word. It’s often described as homesickness or a sort of nostalgia, but these translations don’t touch on the strength of the feeling.
Hiraeth is a deep longing for somewhere. It is that pull within your chest for a space where you belong. It’s that feeling you get when you smell the scent of home, or when the wind ripples through the grass in the right way.
When I lived in England for more than a decade, I would feel Hiraeth for home. Crossing the Severn bridge would begin to alleviate it. The further I travelled through the hills, over and under the rolling valleys, the further I…
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