Home is where your heart is
or
where you hang you hat
or
where you put you boots at the end of the day...
depending on who you ask.
For me, home is a complicated concept...
I was born in IL and have lived in 35 other places in my life. I do not have a hometown and I don't have to worry about homecoming, or any typical traditions.
My traditions are pretty simple and require no stuff. If something breaks in a move, the tradition will not be destroyed because an item broke. Church on Christmas Eve with candle light, Epiphany for opening presents, and July 4th is a day of movies and popcorn with skittles. Those are the big three, anything else can be considered or discussed when needed,
If you have a place(physical location) that you call home, I suggest that you be thankful for your deep roots, for the traditions of the town, for the community that has known you all of your life, for the people who have invested their lives into you.
If you are like me.. Enjoy the time you are planted somewhere, for someday it will be time to move again. To set down new roots and make new traditions.Enjoy the people you know and love for as long as you have them, for when its time to move on, its time to develop new relationships with new people in your new community, but you never forget the people and places you leave behind.
So where am I from? Here, for now.
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