The last few years the word "home" had taken on a broader definition. When I went away to college and then grad school, home became those locations because it was where I lived, where I was connected. Now half way around the world, Kenya has become home for the same reasons. I've found that no matter where I am or how far away I am from where I started, home can be a reality for me and I feel blessed that I have that capability.
My dad claims I have caught a travel bug. Sure maybe he's right but at least I have the ability to be grounded in wherever I am. Home is a relative term for me. Its where my family is, its where my friends are, its where I currently am....
On that note though I am very excited to be coming "home" to Illinois in December!
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| It'll be nice to get back to this old house and maybe I'll even see a little snow! |
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