Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Home has never actually been a building to me. It's always been a feeling of belonging. It's family. I've lived a lot of places in my life and as long as family is near I've been okay. I grew up in the D.C. area but it was never home. Home is where your family is from. I guess you would call it the "old country." I drove back to West Virginia on Saturday for my Aunt's funeral. Driving home. Every time I go back there I never want to leave. I feel home. I feel like it's where I should be. Where I want to be. For now, I live in Pennsylvania but one day I will be able to go home to stay.