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To my dear Snufkin,
On this sombre evening of your departure, I find myself thinking about Moominvalley, and what it means to all its residents and travellers from near and far.
Moominvalley is a home.
A home to many creatures, and welcomes any creature, big or small, loud or quiet, visible or invisible.
Anyone is welcome here.
Moominvalley is home.
It is peaceful, humble, and above all, friendly.
I suppose what I'm trying to say is, I'm grateful that you chose Moominvalley as the place to come back to Snufkin. I can try to understand it, although it is limited because I don't travel and see the world.
But having somewhere to return to after your travels is nice, right? I think it is.
What do you think, Snufkin? Would you consider Moominvalley as your home? You'd most definitely be welcomed. I'm sorry if that was too forward.
I know you love your freedom.
Sometimes I get homesick even though I am at home, but lately I've realised, and thanks to Mamma's help of course, that a home is not just a place but what you yourself make of it.
A house doesn't make a home, you do.
And I think I understand that now, it's the people you care most about that make anywhere a home really, a nice warm feeling surrounded by your loved ones.
I'm happy you are part of my home, Snufkin.
I really am.
Perhaps you leaving every winter is what makes you and your return all the more special, like you had said yourself, if you stay in Moominvalley all year long you'd forget how special it really is.
I guess it is the same with you, you are special and I know you are special because I know how horrid it is to be without you.
I am not saying this to detour you from your travels, just a little observation I've made.
I miss you.
I don't know what else to say even though my mind is swarming with thoughts, I don't know how to get them out.
You always had a way with words.
I am excited to you again soon.
Your precious friend,
Moomintroll.