Thursday, October 20, 2011


A word with so many meanings... a wise person once said "home isn't where your house is, its where the people you love are." Maybe that's why I'm feeling so conflicted right now. Home is here.
  • the house I grew up in
  • the quilt made for me by the young women in my ward when I moved away
  • the farm
  • my favorite stuffed animals from when I was little
  • my mom's homemade dinners
  • the delicious drive-in down the street
  • the best friends a girl could ask for
  • familiar faces and places where memories are made
  • finding old bucket lists and notes passed in high school
  • realizing your dreams didn't come true, or at least not yet, but realizing that its ok
  • rolling hills, green grass, lightning bugs 
Home is also there. Utah.
  • endless hugs and get well wishes
  • familiar faces and places where memories are made
  • birthday buddies
  • roommates and friend I can count on no matter what 
  • blessings and service from people who have just met me and love me unconditionally
  • a second family
  • someone who holds my hand & dries my tears
  • late night giggle sessions with roommates about hair, reflexes and need I say?? boys
  • mountains, cuddles with warm blankets and good books, good news from friends abroad
  • attempts at mom's homemade goodies
  • endless lessons, all learned in miraculous ways
  • a chance to grow beyond the capacities of my own imagination 
I guess what I'm trying to say is home is simple. Home is love, no matter the location. Love is... home.


BiRnaNa said...

This is so cute Heidi..And so true! You are so loved :)

Celia's Gibberish said...


There was an error in this gadget