This Place is Not My Home
"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." -Winnie the Pooh How is it that a bear of very little brain can sum up in one sentence my thoughts the past few weeks? Never underestimate stuffed animals and the wisdom they possess. And it's true, this quote has been on my mind lately. I've had a fairly... Unusual... Summer. We had two deaths in the family, I experienced hiking a mountain on a broken hip, and all this while spending two months away from my Papa. Having to leave your home suddenly is just the cherry on top. For those of you wondering, no we are NOT SKIPPING OUR RETURN TRIP TO AVOID EBOLA. That is the farthest thing from my mind right now, because if there was any way I was fit to travel, I'd be back home right now. And that's what it is to me– Home. I've lived there ten years, I grew up there, some of the most important things to me and important people are there. I can understand the peopl