Home: this word comes with so many different definitions. Tomorrow I will be driving home for Thanksgiving break. 9 days of pure relaxation where everyone knows me, I can be myself, and most importantly I know who lives there and where everything is. To say the least, I CAN'T wait.
When people say the corny line"Home is where the heart is" it really rings true to me. I love my home. It's where I go to be comfortable, express myself, love and be loved. My parents have always been my base and support system. Whenever I'm having a horrible day or a great day, I know that I can always call my parents/family and they will sympathize with me or be ecstatic for me. I will always love them for this.
In my lifetime I have had two homes. One in McPherson and one in Minneapolis, KS (north of Salina). For me, McPherson has always been my home. I can honestly say that moving to McPherson has made me into the person that I am today. Although, our sheltered community can sometimes be unfair I wouldn't have it any other way. People are so drawn to this quaint town that it has even become a joke.. " Whoever lives in McPherson and leaves for whatever reason, will be back." It's a wonderful little town.
I am so thankful for my family, friends, community and church. In this time of merriment and thanksgiving I challenge you to truely look inside your life and determine the aspects that have shaped and molded you. Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Holidays!
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