Home is one of those words that can easily paint a glorious picture in your head or at least trigger some thought, some memory. Home is one of the words that continually dances through my head as I prepare for the race. What really is home……. some say its the place you live, some say its where your heart is and so on…. The dictionay has nine definitions just using home as a noun. My favorites include the place you live at a particular time, a social unit living together, and the place where missions start and end…. The place you live at a particular time sounds most general most normal. I have had many homes in my life some good, some bad but all a place to live. My condo was my home I had purchased it myself and was so proud of it, it was my home and no matter what roommates came and went it was mine. It was my fortress keeping me safe from the outside world and truly resembled me. I miss it living in someone else's home while I prepare for the race. I'm glad to be where I am and I adore the people I am living with but it has been an adjustment for me. I worry about being in the way or making a mess or just many silly things. I know they don't mind me and are glad to help me out but still I just think alot… Home is where your family is and the older I get the more people I consider to be part of my family… Growing up it was just my mom, my dad, my brother and I and as I got older friends were included as aunts and cousins and uncles and so on…. Now I have a pretty large family and in six months it will grow again to include 60 new people that will be my family they will be part of my home. We will not have a fixed building we reside in and at times we will be seperated but they will be my home. My tent and my backpack will be my home and my sleeping bag will be my bed. Anyone who knows me knows what a leap of faith this is for me. Until about three years ago my idea of camping and roughing it was staying at a low class hotel. I've changed and grown and will continue to do so. Home is Orlando where my mission will start and end but if you really wanna get big home is the earth where my mission started and will end because heaven is my real home. I have my british mum that often asks me if I am coming home meaning her place. I go home to see my dad. I go home at night to sleep. Home is what you make it.. Many people don't have one or a good one… I'm blessed because I have many homes and they all hold value and importance in my heart. I will have many more as my life continues but home really is where my heart is and that says a whole lot about me.
