There have been moments in my life when I have felt an acute sense of belonging: my environment seemed to embrace me, as did the people that surrounded me. I was accepted for who I am and for what I believe in. I felt comfortable enough to say what I felt and to do what I knew was right. At times this sense of belonging has been ripped away from me and I have had to begin all over again to find that sense of knowing that I am where I am supposed to be.
There have been times when I am unsure whether I am in the right place: in the right country, working at the place that is best for me, living in an environment that is most suitable for me and my children. There is one thing for sure though: I do belong with the people I live with. It is they who give me a sense of belonging when I am home. It is they who accept me for what I am – past experiences as well as current. As I struggle to find a sense of belonging in my workplace, or even in the country I am currently living in, they are the anchor that keep me moored and steady.
Whenever I think of “belonging”, I think of a song by Pat Benetar that I used to sing often. The words “we belong together” represent what I feel about my loved ones with whom I live.
I have a sense of belonging at home. And I am sure that eventually I will find the working and living environment in which I feel I belong.
Do you currently experience a sense of belonging?
(This post was inspired by the Five Minute Friday prompt: Belong)
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2013