“home is where the heart is”

are we ever really home? what if our heart isn’t content, what if we’re always dreaming of what life could be, what if?

I refuse to believe we are to sit back and live with what we’re dealt. We need to take initiative, get out of whatever rut we think we’re in or we put ourselves in by following what others wanted us to do or doing ‘what was right’. Ya, I went to college, got me a degree and now I have a job, a career… but is this really me? Can I ‘make it’ in life on another path? A path were I’m happy more often then not? A path where my heart is? I think so! Yes, it will take time, I’ve dug a pretty deep hole, but there’s hope. And little by little I’ll start patching my life back together and it’s not going to look anything like it may look now. It will look like me, like who I want to be, the person I’m supposed to be, the person I was created to be.

One day… one day…