I have been thinking about the idea of “home” lately.
A month ago my girlfriend was visiting and when she asked me, “what do you miss about home?” I realized I didn’t have an answer.
Naturally I miss my friends and family and there are places I like to see when I visit, but I no longer find myself pining for “home”.
Instead I feel that my roots are strong and healthy and that I’m truly blessed to know that home is where my heart is.
And right now my heart is in Savannah GA.
This is not a new conversation.
RyLee and I have often talked about living with our hearts in two places. RyLee left Nova Scotia and currently makes Nashville her home and can appreciate that I not only left Nova Scotia, but I’ve also left Nashville.
Here is a song RyLee wrote that pretty much sums up how awesome Nova Scotia is:
Lately I’ve had a tighter focus on the idea of home.
My sister is visiting and I’m enjoying her company and love having family close enough to hug.
I not happy that my daughter does not have the opportunity to truly know my family but I also know that we’re lucky to live in a time and place that allows us to both travel and stay connected.
My ancestors left home with little more than hope and traveled across the Atlantic with the purpose of starting a new life. Other than a few letters back home they had no choice than to let go of where they were from and focus on the future.
In honor of my ancestors I decided to invoke the immigrant spirit.
Building my life here with a whole heart and a focus on the future is my choice, and though it took some practice, I have long since found peace with the fact that this is who I am. I love the idea of a place to call home, but the gypsy in me – the part that ties me directly to my traveling ancestors knows that home is so much more than a place.
We live in a time of great opportunity and endless distractions but as long as I am with my husband and child anywhere in the world can feel like Home Sweet Home.