Having a family that you are crazy about is the best and worst thing in the life of a wanderer. I mean I’ve come to realize that family really means leaving. I never thought I’d be one to move more than a few hours away, yet here I am in Texas while my family hunkers down through another winter in Minnesota.
And I've started to really grasp how that means I miss out on the little everyday things and it's made this girl homesick.
All of my visits are always storybook wonderful while still being internet hilarious and awkward and leaving is hell. It’s something with a solution so simple, so elementary and yet I cannot bring myself to move closer to home. Maybe that’ll change someday. But for now, home is wherever I go. Because my family is so much who I am and I cannot help but share them with anyone who will listen.
"You can kiss your family and friends goodbye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world, but a world lives in you" Frederick Bueechner
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