I miss my Home that does not feel like home anymore. I left my forever home when I was only 11 and I have not been able to go back home since. Gezana is my home that no other place can replace. My childhood my memories… perhaps my happiest memories are left in my forever home that I now feel almost feel scared to visit. The color of the sky in some summer nights, the breeze that brushes my face when it is 6 pm, the smell of rain and the memories of my grandfather who always prayed over us at the dinner table will forever remind me of how happy my hard childhood was. Sundays where we all wore traditional clothes and my grandparents who came from church. Now I Don’t know how to return to my home when the biggest puzzle is missing, my Babi my grandfather my childhood… Gezana will Never be the same… My grandfather loooved wearing the vintage adidas tracksuit. This is a tribute to my wonderful Babi.