


Home is Love
This illustration was born from a deep longing I often feel when I think about growing up in Pakistan. One of the most beautiful aspects of my life there was living in community with others. Celebrations, moments of grieving, and all the daily mundane things that life brings became richer and more wholesome with the presence of communal living.
Community looks different when you move away from home – it is a much more intentional cultivation of friendships and relationships that feel like home. Over time, our immediate community changes and evolves and while I deeply miss being in close proximity to my family, I am so grateful for the community I have cultivated and grown in this chapter of life. I have now started my own family and am laying down roots in my home away from home. I married my best friend and now he is family, and home is where he is. Home is love.
This illustration was born from a deep longing I often feel when I think about growing up in Pakistan. One of the most beautiful aspects of my life there was living in community with others. Celebrations, moments of grieving, and all the daily mundane things that life brings became richer and more wholesome with the presence of communal living.
Community looks different when you move away from home – it is a much more intentional cultivation of friendships and relationships that feel like home. Over time, our immediate community changes and evolves and while I deeply miss being in close proximity to my family, I am so grateful for the community I have cultivated and grown in this chapter of life. I have now started my own family and am laying down roots in my home away from home. I married my best friend and now he is family, and home is where he is. Home is love.
This illustration was born from a deep longing I often feel when I think about growing up in Pakistan. One of the most beautiful aspects of my life there was living in community with others. Celebrations, moments of grieving, and all the daily mundane things that life brings became richer and more wholesome with the presence of communal living.
Community looks different when you move away from home – it is a much more intentional cultivation of friendships and relationships that feel like home. Over time, our immediate community changes and evolves and while I deeply miss being in close proximity to my family, I am so grateful for the community I have cultivated and grown in this chapter of life. I have now started my own family and am laying down roots in my home away from home. I married my best friend and now he is family, and home is where he is. Home is love.