Home is Where the Heart Is?

So my mom called me out, in the sweetest way of course, the other day. I was telling her about something that I’ve got to do when I get “home” (as in Denver), and she was quick to remind me that no, my home is not Denver. My home is here, in North Carolina, with her. Moving to a new city without friends or family has created two worlds for me. These worlds of my Denver life and my NC life are so completely different, which makes them so completely separate, that it’s difficult for me to create any ties to bind them together.

Which is fine to me, because even though my experiences and friendships and routines are radically different in each of these places, I still consider myself to have two homes. I feel just as comfortable in Denver with my roommates and friends and new job (yay!) as I do sleeping in my childhood bedroom and eating dinner with my family and hanging out with my best friends from high school and college in North Carolina.

It only becomes a problem when I have the “out of sight, out of mind” attitude by absorbing myself into my new surroundings. That’s when I forget to keep my friends personally updated on my life, and they have to get all their knowledge from some awesome online reading material instead. ;)

I guess, all in all, I’m a really lucky girl. I’ve got two places where I can find acceptance, encouragement, understanding, and love; all of those things you find at home. And hopefully, as 2010 is coming to a close, you're hanging in a place where you can find those things as well.