So I am heading back to Georgia this weekend for my wonderful friend Miranda's wedding. I am so excited and filled with joy as I decide what to pack, who to see, etc. It is so nice to be far away because there is nothing better than the feeling of being missed, and coming home to people that you love.
However, I have been feeling slightly disconnected lately - I haven't spoken to my friends as often as I used to, I didn't get home for a friends wedding, I have to opt out of my ten year high school reunion because I am busy, the list of things I am "missing" goes on and on. But the truth of the matter is that I love these people, but my life in DC is just perfect. Could it be that I am planting roots here? Am I finally finding a home somewhere far from it?
All my friends that I have talked to since I have been back recite the same line "you're finally home" and it is like music to my ears and makes me feel complete. But people who don't know me ask "where are you from?" and all I want to scream is DC! But alas, I can't deny my Georgia roots. Oh...wings or roots. This is still tripping me up on my road to enlightenment.
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