So this morning reminded me of the place that is closest to calling "home" I have and it was wonderful. Although none of my family currently lives there, I don't have any friends there, and the buildings I spent all my days in have changed (even my house!), it still retains the title 'home' for now. It will always be where I spent 10 years of my formative childhood/teen years and a big chunk of my heart was left behind, almost as if it is a magnet, trying to get me to return. The weather today in GSO is foggy, drizzly and dark, and it's as cozy as a day in beloved Kandern can get. I had Michael Buble playing in the car on my way to work this morning when the song 'Home' came on... *Sigh*.
A stanza from the lyrics, "Another aeroplane, Another sunny place, I’m lucky, I know, But I wanna go home, Mmmm, I’ve got to go home" I hear you Michael, I feel the same way.