Wednesday, October 21, 2009
My recent visit to see my family has got me thinking about my new home and my new family. When I got back to the "house", it was almost foreign to me because the smells aren't what I'm used to anymore, none of my stuff is here, I don't know where things go in the cupboard and then it hit me: I can't call this "home" anymore. Back in college I'd always say "I'm going home" whenever I went back to see the family but now that I.S. & I are in Cali and settled, he is my new family and where ever he is, is where my home is.