Get ready for a slightly more serious post. I'd much rather post less serious topics..... but what can i say? We all have our weaknesses.
Right?
What if you don't know where you heart is? I live in Dallas, I spent the best years of my life in Fayetteville, Arkansas... and I was raised in Little Rock, Ar... The one place I'd rather be than anywhere else is a river in North Arkansas. The people I'd be happiest with are in Texas, France, Missouri, New York, and Arkansas. Unfortunately... life depends mostly on ability and less on necessity. (yes, believe it or not, I'm an optimistic realist.) Luckily, Not all who wander are lost... But how long can I wander?
I went back to Little Rock this weekend to visit my family and attend the wedding of a good friend. I know the city like the backside of my hand. every pothole.. every shortcut. I know the people, I know the landscape. My family lives there. I love them.. .but it still doesn't feel like home.
So is the heart really what defines home? If i'm single does that mean I'm homeless? of coures I love my family and friends... but what is the defining point of a pure heart? Love, Friendship, Hope?
I'm a happy person... but I have no clue where i belong.
WHERE IS MY HOME?
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