"It's a beautiful day to wake up with nothing to say..." ~Ferras
The world is changing again today. Everyday changes things, but today marks a new period, a new place. Though really it's an old place. I have always loved my family very much and been a homebody. But will being home feel different, now that I've lived on my own for a year? Or will it, like a dear friend you haven't seen for awhile, pick up in the middle of the sentence you left off when you parted? Will it be like slipping into an old skin, or trying to put on clothes that you've grown out of?
Based on christmas break and the weekends I've spent at home, I don't think it will chafe or irritate at all to be back under my parents' roof. But I've a friend circle, habits, rituals I follow here: it almost feels like living a double life.
I'm happy to be going home, and I'm not sad to be leaving here. But there is a vague sort of wistful regret that makes me wish I'd been a better person while I was here. At the end of something you look back to see how far you've come, but sometimes you also see how much further you could have gone.
There's always next year, right?
"What a wonderful thing to throw your illusions away...it's liberation day" ~Ferras
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I completely know what you are feeling. i feel the exact same way, and i have wondered the exact same things. I too feel like i have been living a double life, and sometimes, now that i am home, i feel like it is like clothes that i have out grown, but then sometimes it feels like slipping into an old skin.
ReplyDeleteOne thing that i have come to the conclusion of is this. Home is where you make it. Take the Lord with you anywhere, and you are home. I know, there is more that goes into home. But really, when it comes down to it, the Lord is the most important feature of home, and He knows what we are going through, and He is sure to take care of us.
I love you much! We need to play, so as not to loose the sense of home for us! yes? loves!
- TR