Home.

It's more a state of mind, really. A metaphorical word. You can have a house. Maybe it is filled with glorious things, maybe with nothing. Nonetheless, the physical house isn't a "home." Rather, home comes from a state of being, a feeling of comfort and security, that perhaps everything becomes united there...where everything will be okay somehow, no matter what may happen. (Now, the "family" of said "home" is another ordeal entirely! haha! I love them, but we all know that every family has its dysfunctionalism! And don't you dare try to deny it...someone somewhere will call you out on it one day!) Throughout my life, there have been many places and/or times when I've felt at home, even when I was not physically in the house in which I grew up. For me, I suppose it is more a knowing I'm exactly where I am meant to be at that time of my life.

As we crossed over the Pennsylvania border late this afternoon, I was flooded by these ideas. Everything in life is always changing; time never ceasing to tick-tock onward, whether you are there to witness or not. Somehow, though, when I return, it is as if I had never actually gone away. That may seem silly, but there are some portions of my life, people/places/etc., where I always feel as if I pick up without ever a notice of a hiatus. (Not all, of course!)

Everything in my life relates to something involving music. Okay, I'm stating the obvious! If my name were an entry in the Oxford English Dictionary (or Webster...whatever your dictionary of choice may be), it would be an infinite list of definitive songs...and of course, accompanied by some quirky phrase. ;)

There are countless songs on the subject of "home," and I love several of them. However, over the past year or so, Natalie Grant's song Home has been my reassuring and re-centering melody. Have a listen. Perhaps, it'll speak to you as well.  :)

Happy Easter! Cheers!

Gratitude 335
To finally be physically home for the next few days that I am able to be here. It's been a long time. The last time it'd been this long was when I studied in Hungary. Actually, I think I surpassed that time record by a few weeks...I think the realization that life as I know it is becoming evermore infrequent and inconsistent is starting to sink in... *sigh*