Home Is Where The Heart Is

When we first moved to Texas almost 13 years ago, it seemed like it would never feel like "home".  We returned to Oklahoma often.  During that time I wondered, "How long will it take until we quit saying we are going home when we head there for the weekend?"  It wasn't an immediate shift in thinking at all.  It took time.

And then one day things changed.  I'm not exactly sure when or what triggered it.  It was a gradual change of sorts.  We had developed a comfort and security in Texas.  No longer were we going "home" to Oklahoma.  We were just going to Oklahoma.  Then we were coming back "home" to Texas.

A simple change in reference that I thought reflected a change in our hearts.  And in some ways that was true. But throughout the last 13 years many things have happened.  Many things that have shown us that "home" really has nothing to do with our physical location.  It really is true when they say, "Home is where the heart is".  And when you leave pieces of your heart in various places, "home" can be so many places.  Tonight my body may be miles away from here... but my heart is "home".