It's said that you can never go back home again, well I'm here to say, yes you can.
After being away for 5 years, I moved back to my home town. I was pretty sure I didn't want to move back here, in fact I was dreading it. So being the pro-active gal that I am, I asked Abba, "Please give me something to love about this town ok, otherwise I'm not going to make it here."
I can tell you within one week, I was finding things I 'loved' about this place and a short time later found myself feeling quite happy and content and yes, even grateful for being back here. WOW, count me surprised!!
Another thing I discovered which was a surprise to me was that I belonged here. I don't have my own place, I'm living in a room at my sis and bro-in-laws, I have only a part time job, my stuff is in storage and I'm trying to figure out my life. But the reason I feel I belong is, even though I don't have a place to call my own and don't 'belong' to any work group or church or a home I belong in, I have a place in the hearts of my family and friends. They have made room for me and I can tell they truly do enjoy having me back, not just in the town, but back in their lives.
Basically, the reason I belong is because I belong in the heart of those who love me.
So yes, you can go back home again and perhaps find it a richer environment than when you left in the first place.
Blessings to you as you find that place where you belong, whether in hearts or an actual place.