Coming to Idaho to visit my family for my brother's wedding reception has been great. Pain-wise, not so great. But otherwise, great!
One thing I contemplated on the way here. Was I coming home, driving from Eugene back through Boise and to my parents house in the middle of Idaho? Or was I leaving home?
Today shopping for the reception we stopped at Fred Meyer in Twin Falls. And the store actually carried things I've come to rely on - like Kefir when my tummy gets upset and Viso when I need a pick me up. I wasn't sure where I was going to find those things here.
Home is where your heart is, where your stuff is, where you find yourself... name your cliche. Right now my heart is strewn out all over the place.
Home is less on my mind today, however. I think I'm just having too much fun.
Weird thoughts! I'm still "floating" too...but as much as I hate to admit it, "here" is becoming home...and before too long when things settle for you, you'll know where your home is too!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found the things you needed to survive out there in "the sticks"!