That's how I feel right now.
I spent the first few days of 2011 at home. Not in my house home but home home. The place with my parents and brother and good friends.
My trip was way too short. Four days is not enough to be home. I feel like you do when you have to wake up from a deep, deep sleep. It's hard to drag yourself back into the waking world.
Every time I come home it gets harder to leave. Yet I don't feel like I will ever live in Missouri again--and I'm fine with that.
My "pal" Sara Groves sang it best in her song entitled, "Every Minute":
And I wish all the people I loved the most
Could gather in one place
And love each other and know each other well.
And I wish we could all go camping
And lay beneath the stars
And have nothing to do and stories to tell.
Sounds like perfection to me.
1 comment:
One day Emily this will happen in Heaven we will have a great reunion with all our Christian friends and family and we will never have to say "good-bye". Won't that be wonderful.
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