We always seem to be on the same page in life. It is comforting knowing someone else from this little town has similar perspectives and goals as me. After talking over lunch, we just hung out at my place and i explained to him how to use twitter :) {I still think he is a little confused}
He has always been supportive of the choices i have made, but is not afraid to tell me his opinion if he thinks i am going to make a mistake. I remember i was hanging out with him, telling him my situation with Nick, and Nick was actually on his way to come hang out with me for the first time. But Nik (my hometown friend) gets confusing since both names are Nick's- was calming my nerves and was supportive and was a great friend through it all.
We were always great friends in high school. Junior and Senior year he was my best dude friend for sure.
Anways, my best gal friend Carries' brother is getting married today. I am her lovely date. We gonna tear up the dance floor.
But anyways back to the main point of this blog, being home can suck. My parents are at work, and i sit at home. However, looking around my house i see so much more than i did when i actually lived here. It is not cluttered, or dirty, nothing is out of place, no dust or dishes, no laundry, all the beds are made and it is quiet. My parents paid off their house last month.
Hats off to them. My dad is 45 and mom is 43. Not many 40 year olds have kids out of college, a house paid off, and zero debt. They are my role models.
Being in this clean house, that is cutely decorated with vintage white and tan things, leather chairs and simple antiques makes me feel calm. It is no mansion, but i would take this over a huge cold, un-homely house any day.
I am happy here, but
I am a city girl.
However, this little town,
this little house
will always be home.
Home is where the heart is.
My home is clean, which makes it next to Godliness, my heart shines for the Lord, my heart shines when i am at home.
{Connection}
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