Traveling back to Wisconsin always leaves me with questions of home. Where is home now? Which state do I call home? This time back it felt different and strange and uncomfortable in some ways. Where do I truly belong? But then I spend a day with this guy and I know that he is home. We are high school sweethearts so we share hometown memories, favorite places, and all the ridiculousness and loveliness that is "back home." We store up our mutual experiences and the life we've created in a big us box. When I'm feeling a little torn between the two worlds, I come home to him and know I'm right where I belong, sharing life with this guy I've been lucky enough to love for over half of mine.
Most Fridays, I link up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Fridays, where we write for 5 minutes unedited on a one word prompt and hit publish. Join us.
