Last weekend I was talking with a good friend as we ventured in Del Mar. We were chatting about life, dreams and disappointments. I had mentioned that since cutting ties with several people in Cali, life has been a little lonely. But, I also mentioned that the strangest part of all is that I have reconnected with several people back in WI. I told my friend that I can trust those people in WI more than I could ever trust the people I thought were friends in Cali. I asked my friend if she thought I was going crazy and she told me the best thing I have ever heard. She said that I wasn't crazy, but that I had just gone home.
After thinking about what she said I came to the conclusion that she was right. I have said this before and I am going to say it again, more and more I am feeling like my old self. Which makes me believe that it's true what other people say, that a person never really changes. Little fragments of a person may change, yet the core remains constant. Therefore, it makes sense that I have come home in a way. I am seeking out that which I can depend on. I am searching for comfort and stability. Yet, it still makes me laugh that I had to venture over 2,000 miles away from friends and family to realize how lucky I am.
I am not sure where this road called life will take me. I merely know that I am still sight seeing. While my good friends back home are far away in distance, they are only a phone call away for a long chat. And it is a great feeling to be at home.
