things change

It's weird when you move away from family. Things change. When you choose to move. Things change. When you choose because that's where God's leading  you.Things change. It's weird to move away from family, and then to 'visit'. Things change. It's weird because home isn't as it used to be. And where I choose to move, this province, isn't what home is. Home is totally 'new' to me. Home gets a different meaning all the time.
Home isn't where I live. Home isn't where I spend every day. Home isn't my house, my room, my place. Home is where I feel at home. And that home is where I love to be. Wherever that is.
Where my family is.... that will always be a special place...