i get emotional going to my hometown sometimes.
it is really odd though because it really only happens when i go to see old friends..not when i go visit my mom.
as i was driving through the backroads, i passed by so many places that hold so many memories...
the rock quarry we'd sneak into late at night
my old best friend patrick's house
katie's grandparents house where we spent our summers because they'd let us do whatever we wanted
the football field
"his" house....
as i took the long way home tonight, i found myself sad....missing those days. i felt like i belonged somewhere...and i did. even though the whole time i couldn't wait to break free..to move to the city...to run away...now, i'm sad i didn't live in the moment more while i was there.
yet, who i was back then is NOT someone i want to be...and I had to leave...trust me, i wanted to.
so...tonight as i held katie's beautiful baby JuleeAnn in my arms..i looked around the table of a family i grew up with and adopted as my own...the friends from high school i thought i'd be best friends with forever...and laughed together as if i had never gone away...
i thanked God for roots....
for my past....
and for what He has given me now...
currently listening to: Breathe In Breathe Out::Mat Kearney
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