This song gets to me. It truly sings to my heart. Maybe it's the lyrics, maybe the music, maybe it's the powerful message that home can be any place you need it to be... This song reminds me of my family, of Derek, of myself. For me, my home is wherever my heart is (and that can be many places at once). Right now, half of my heart is with Derek in Afghanistan and the other half is with me, right here in Visalia.
Driving back to California from Colorado was a conflicting experience for me - I felt like I was leaving one home to go to another. Colorado has become my home in every sense of the word because that is the place that Derek and I call home. We have made it ours; it is a little piece of familiar paradise in a strange place. But, when my mom and I were driving back to California, I started getting anxious to finally get there... To get to my home.
So, here I am, at one home, missing my other home.
How ironic it is to say that - though, I am not at all surprised.
"Well they say its where the heart is,
and I guess the hardest part is,
when your heart is broken,
and you're lost out in the great wide open,
looking for a map,
finding your way back to where you belong,
well that's where I belong.
Home.
The world tried to break me,
I found a road to take me home.
There ain't nothing but a blue sky now,
after all of my running, I'm finally coming home..."
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