Uprooting from one continent to another

At nearly 12 years old,

Left me feeling destitute in belonging.

I wandered around for 18 years,

Asking anyone and everyone for a morsel of acceptance they could spare,

Thanking them profusely for every tiny crumb, 

It was not until blowing out the 30th candle on my cake that

I looked up and realized 

I have been sitting in the oasis of acceptance and love for some time now.