This weekend am off to visit beloved friends in the Hoosier state. A MUCH needed getaway.
I am a homebody though, ironically, this homebody has seen the world….it’s always nice to be able to “come home again.”
I lost touch with old high school friends….made new ones through the miracle of social media…and am eager to open a new chapter in my life…time to step out of my usual comfort zone and embrace the unknown.
Growing up among the cornfields of Indiana as a mixed child was very difficult, and why I never desired to return. However, through the years, surviving hardships and heartache, I have come to realize people do change…and some for the better.
One thing I have learned in my years of travel is that home is where your heart is and it can be back in Indiana, Missouri or overseas….
“Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.”
― Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye