“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.”~ Matsuo Basho
This trip back home was a disconnect trip for me because I finally realized that the place where I had grown up had become the place where I was grown up. It was where all the adults in town - the aldermen, the store owners, the deacons at church - were my high school classmates. Some of them surprised me with the lives they had made, others disappointed. We
So now I am home, but I am not Home; or maybe I am Home but not home. Perhaps I was There but now I'm Here. Maybe I never left either place.