I am reviewing your monologue "You Can Go Home Again" - first draft.
The title grabbed my attention as I remember my brother's work regarding this. Yours, however, reaches to a deeper level, taking inspiration from the works of Thomas Wolfe, distinguished novelist.
You present a compelling argument and paint a good memory of home as the place we always long to be. Your words suggest this is a lifelong desire. These lines have an instantly felt emotional punch to the gut: "Home embraced its native son and guided my steps down every well-worn path, street, and sidewalk." and "...Home is calling me to come home".
Your thoughts on this pull, this longing, immediately brought to mind that we are, in this respect, like the salmon swimming upstream to spawn at their birthplace. They do return to their home for their species' most important life event - birth.
My suggestions for improvement would be to clean up a few typos here and there and perhaps space between the paragraphs.
I enjoyed reading this and it reminded me of the shock and subsequent longing I experienced when I realized that I would never be able to go home again (after my parents passed). I had never considered that.