Home is where the heart is...

Dad, while watching an old western: "Them's Hollywood Indians. You know, Creek, Cherokee, and Hollywood..."

I'm use to this sense of humor being around my house and I have adopted it as my own when I first started wearing brithces. I love my dad. Momma too. For as much as I love them, things are changing again. Mom got a job over an hour away and dad already works 30 minutes that away so it very logical to move closer to their jobs.

I made the decision to move out about Christmas time and now its looking like it was suppose to happen that way. Or at least it does as I'm evaluating things now. For as much excitement as I have right now to have my own place, I'm going to miss the late night kisses and the several "Good nights." that my parents and I give each night. There is a song called Butterfly Kisses and the feelings I have right now make the think of the lyrics..

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh but most of all...

Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every mornin'
And butterfly kisses at night...

I couldn't ask God for more than this is what love is
I know I've got to let her go but I'll always remember
Every hug in the mornin' and butterfly kisses...

The random quilts thrown at me because dad got bored with the commercials that are on an decided to pester me until his show came back on. The taddling (spelling?) that we do on each other when the one won't stop picking on another. Mom and I's trips to Walmart which start off with me not wanting to go but end up with me talking the entire time. Dad's ever so long but wise talks. The little things that make my house a home...

It was like this when my middle sister moved out and even harder when my oldest sister moved out. My middle sister was my roommate and I adjusted well when she left to go to Ardmore with Charlie. What I found to be shockingly more of a challenge was Sherrita moving down to Ardmore shortly after Jamie did. Being so much a like but having a 10 year age difference, we fought a lot. Odd thing was, I missed my fights with her. It was a twisted way of showing the other that we cared enough to take the time to argue. A few months later and I was fine but the change was intense none the less.

Now I'm facing moving out. I'm not going to be able to see all the random things that happen on the farm nor be able to pester my dad when I get bored like he does me. And that's going to be even more of a change because I didn't think that my parents would be moving too. I figured I could crash at home when I wanted and go home to mooch off them when I felt like it. Home would still be home. Even when I found out where my mom would be working, I didn't think of what that might mean. Even if we keep the house in Stillwater, Stillwater won't quite be as much as my "home" IF and when my parents move. Home is where the heart is and my family is where my heart is.

Growing up here in Stillwater and then going to OSU here was surreal. This is because my friends and fellow classmates didn't really "live" here (with the exception of a few) and so they would "go home" over the weekend and over breaks, leaving me here to entertain myself. I was already home. Even more so since I was blessed to live with my parents my freshman year. I thought I was taking a step to being a "normal" college student by moving out. I was ready for a step...not a leap.

Again, as I stated earlier, home is where the heart is and we are called to focus our hearts on heaven. "Where your treasure is, so your heart will be...". So I guess if I wanted to shut myself up, I could go with actual truth and say I don't have a home here on earth because my real home is in heaven where my Father and Savior dwell.

*Sigh* I know everything happens for a reason and everything always seem to fall right into place. His plan is flawless of course and my family and I are richly blessed to have always been taken care of. This I am so very thankful for. If anythings happens on my parents in, I don't think it would happen for at least six months, but the thought is still there.

School will be starting soon, and with it, basically a new way of life. If things change the way I think they will, I'll also be saying "I'm going home for the weekend." and drive out of this place that I've always known as home. After all, I can't take to much time away from my parents because I'll miss all the corny jokes!!

Later days,
Aeriel <3