Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Is Home still Home?

"Home is where the heart is." Though completely overused for decorative plates, wall hangings, and welcome mats, this saying actually has some meaning behind it. As I sit in my basement at my parent's house in Maryland, on a well deserved break after a semester that almost killed me, I can't help but feel a yearning to go back to school. It's not the classes that are pulling me back (although, the organ is... and I'm really excited for Instrumental Conducting... but I digress) it's the relationships that I have made in the last 3 semesters. At school, I have found those who I can call brothers, and in some cases, the brothers I never had; I have some of the best friends that I will ever have, and I have forged relationship and made decisions for myself for the first time. What constitutes as home? I would have to say it's where you heart truly is, and recently, I must say, my home is in Houghton. How will my parents react to me saying that? They'll be disappointed I'm sure, but this is all a part of growing up, moving forward, and making a life of my own.

If I really wanted to take this too far, I could say my heart is in Heaven with my Papa (aka God), but I feel like that should be a given for all Christians. I might actually expand on this later, but not now.

Home is where you heart is, so where is your heart?

1 comment:

  1. Good for you. :)

    I don't think your parents would be disappointed (or at least, I'd hope not) - maybe just a little sad that one of their kiddos is growing up. Keep forging ahead! It's awesome to be branching out and getting away from the familiar. Being "comfortable" or stuck in a rut is never good.