After reading the def. for hiraeth in the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, I fell in love with the word. Here's to the homes we miss, the quaint cottages and castles of other worlds, the spray of the ocean on our faces, the bite of ice on our fingertips, red and sore with cold. Here's to the deep longings we feel for another world, another life we know should have been ours. To the people we miss but never met, the shadow faced friends who will always be there for us... even if they only exist in our dreams. Hiraeth- a homesickness tinged with grief over the lost or departed
After reading the def. for hiraeth in the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, I fell in love with the word.
Here's to the homes we miss, the quaint cottages and castles of other worlds, the spray of the ocean on our faces, the bite of ice on our fingertips, red and sore with cold. Here's to the deep longings we feel for another world, another life we know should have been ours. To the people we miss but never met, the shadow faced friends who will always be there for us... even if they only exist in our dreams.
Hiraeth- a homesickness tinged with grief over the lost or departed