Home is Where You Hang Your Hat…

And I don’t regret the choice God chose for me, but I still keep searching for home…. And I do try to hide the pain, but I’m learning how to make sure that the pain I feel is different. A good one. Is this my summer trip? I’m going home, to a place where I belonged. If only for a while. And then back to build up again.

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