Home--gratitude and expectations

Home can be so many things. I think home is a feeling that you get when you are content with where you are. Home can be several different places, and it can be a feeling you get when you hang with certain people or experience something amazing and connecting.

I feel home here in Chicago. Both when I am alone at my apartment and when I am with the truly great friends I have made here. I had to come here to become who I am today. I question sometimes, who would I be if I had never left KC? I think essentially the same person, but without the experiences I have had here and the people I have met, something really important would be missing.

Home is Kansas City, where I grew up, where I have my family, where I will always be tied to. Home is the Royals championship and parade and celebration I always dreamed about actually happening. It is celebrations and traditions and love.

Home is Colorado and the mountains and hiking and seeing God in nature. Home is setting out to accomplish something like climb a mountain and know that you can do something that seems impossible. It is being called somewhere without knowing why and being sad to leave somewhere when you have no connection to it other than knowing that you belong there.

Life is a huge freaking mystery. A still unwritten story. I don't know when I want to make big changes yet. How do I know that things that I dream and wish for will happen one day? Because of everything I have received so far. A home, my friends in college and Chicago, Royals World Championship, a job. I expect to receive good. I have already received so much.