Monday, April 23, 2012

Where the Heart Is

New York. Tejas.

On Sat, I spent a couple hours on Hudson River Park, on the West Side. I sat there, enjoyed some sun, people watched, and enjoyed the river view. I was so thankful that New York was my home. That night, I received a phone call from my Btown girls. They were all together celebrating the 2nd (crazy, two years already?!) birthday of Austin, my friend Candice's son. It was the best message, just saying hello and we miss you.

While it made my weekend, I can't lie, I got a little homesick. Which made me think of the many ways we define home... its a word, a location, a descriptor, a conjuration, it really is a feeling that we carry no matter where we go.

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