You know what—what is home?
For a person of displacement we can only ponder so much of what “home” really is.
What it means to us.
What actually defines “home?”
The place you live?
The place you came from?
Your home state or place of birth?
The place you grew up?
The place you feel most comfortable?
The place that holds your bed or where you sleep at night?
The place you feel your roots and heritage come from?
The place where your family live?
If that is the case from all of these questions I will answer them in the way these are given.
The place I live —- would be GA.
My home state/place of birth? - Raleigh, NC
The place I grew up? Virginia and Maryland.
The place I feel most comfortable? - Madison GA & Maryland. Different feelings of comfort.
The place that holds my bed and where I sleep at night - GA and MD
The place I feel my roots come from?? The south.
The place where your famliy live? MD & GA & NC.
I have unraveled this place.
I have discovered the whimsical charm it has to offer.
The trees blow in my direction,
the sun shines upon me.
The roads know me by name.
The animals and I….well, we share a bond.
So I guess you could call me a wanderer.
A person so spread out in connectivity it would make any traveler jealous.
A person who is trying to find “it.”
I found my place of comfort and happiness and that is Georgia.
I feel at home here and I feel like this is my home.
So if all of these questions held the true meaning of where home is to you… all of these answers above are spread between three states.
It’s not where I grew up, or where I lived for the majority of my life.
It’s where you are currently living or where you feel your heart and soul lies of comfort and true warmth. The warmth that comes from the inside and reflects on the outside.
It’s where you are happy and proud of being in said place.
Home is where your heart is.
So when I go “home” it is here, there and everywhere.
But in a deep reality, Georgia is my home. I feel this place to be my home.
This beautiful, magical, wonderful and beautiful place.
This place I call home.
I feel blessed to be able to lengthen my arms and touch the beauty in all states I travel to and from. I am excited to see where the Lord is going to lead me in the year 2011.
For a person of displacement we can only ponder so much of what “home” really is.
What it means to us.
What actually defines “home?”
The place you live?
The place you came from?
Your home state or place of birth?
The place you grew up?
The place you feel most comfortable?
The place that holds your bed or where you sleep at night?
The place you feel your roots and heritage come from?
The place where your family live?
If that is the case from all of these questions I will answer them in the way these are given.
The place I live —- would be GA.
My home state/place of birth? - Raleigh, NC
The place I grew up? Virginia and Maryland.
The place I feel most comfortable? - Madison GA & Maryland. Different feelings of comfort.
The place that holds my bed and where I sleep at night - GA and MD
The place I feel my roots come from?? The south.
The place where your famliy live? MD & GA & NC.
I have unraveled this place.
I have discovered the whimsical charm it has to offer.
The trees blow in my direction,
the sun shines upon me.
The roads know me by name.
The animals and I….well, we share a bond.
So I guess you could call me a wanderer.
A person so spread out in connectivity it would make any traveler jealous.
A person who is trying to find “it.”
I found my place of comfort and happiness and that is Georgia.
I feel at home here and I feel like this is my home.
So if all of these questions held the true meaning of where home is to you… all of these answers above are spread between three states.
It’s not where I grew up, or where I lived for the majority of my life.
It’s where you are currently living or where you feel your heart and soul lies of comfort and true warmth. The warmth that comes from the inside and reflects on the outside.
It’s where you are happy and proud of being in said place.
Home is where your heart is.
So when I go “home” it is here, there and everywhere.
But in a deep reality, Georgia is my home. I feel this place to be my home.
This beautiful, magical, wonderful and beautiful place.
This place I call home.
I feel blessed to be able to lengthen my arms and touch the beauty in all states I travel to and from. I am excited to see where the Lord is going to lead me in the year 2011.
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