My little bird

Being forced to stay "home" in total lockdown has made me rethink what "home" really means. Is it a place? A memory? A feeling? A person? I came to realize, my home is an awesome 6 year old. And for a year now, since the pandemic started, he's been in lockdown with no school. This time has given me the opportunity to learn more about my son, and to understand how he perceives the world that surrounds him. I've noticed how he sees with envy the birds from our bedroom window longing to go out again. To my little bird, this pandemic has turned home into a cage.