from the heart. feels like coming home.
January 27, 2012
when I crossed into the Pennsylvania state boarder last week I smiled and said to myself, “welcome home”
as much as I’ve changed, moved on, moved around, been away it still always feels like coming home.
this farm in Maine is where i sojourner and i’ve been blessed here. but my heart is not here… i am always one for “leading your heart” and sometimes i believe my “heart” can learn to be here but time will only tell if this is actually where i even belong. the fact that i’m willing to say this out loud is a huge step, if this where a 12 step program for “Learning to More Than Survive Maine” then this would be like step 10 or something : )
but truth is, i will always be a Pennsylvania cowgirl.
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And you know what is sooo funny? The way you feel about PA is the way I always feel when I get into Maine. <3
I thought I would miss Virginia terribly when I moved.
The truth is: I don’t. At all.
I miss my parents and a few friends, but Virginia is not as great as it once seemed. I definitely prefer Maine.