Home

I want to go home. I wonder where that is. Apparantly I'm already there, but it doesn't feel the same. I have parts of home. Good foundations, Derek and my family, but it's like taking a vacation and packing your essentials but not having the comfort of your own bed. Seems like maybe that bed got lost in the shuffle. Maybe I just have to make a new one, I think it probably takes more time to do that than I really want to wait. But that is the call, so I will follow.