tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post1628714918123519177..comments2023-10-29T10:02:21.187-05:00Comments on Finding Joy In The Journey: Where do you call home?Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12871928149385175716noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-64359207013097624692009-07-25T10:17:59.896-05:002009-07-25T10:17:59.896-05:00Jessica,
Home right now is in Bellevue, NE - near...Jessica,<br /><br />Home right now is in Bellevue, NE - near Omaha (one of your homes).<br /><br />I was "Made in Taiwan" then my family moved to Cambridge, Massachusetts for my Dad to complete his Master's Degree in Education.<br /><br />Home then became Orange County, CA then Santa Barbara for College, San Francisco for Graduate School & my 1st two years of teaching.<br /><br Anne A.http://www.marykay.com/AnneAtwoodnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-54356328269748670812009-07-20T15:05:51.258-05:002009-07-20T15:05:51.258-05:00Though I grew up in New Orleans, I consider Baton ...Though I grew up in New Orleans, I consider Baton Rouge to be my home. Its where I became the person I am today. So many wonderful memories with so many wonderful friends. I think N.O. would mean a little more if I didn't grow up in the ghetto and if my parents still lived there. but I have no one there to go home too. Pensacola, Fl also feels like home because my parents and brothers The Awesome Rawsonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11162460814812198592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-38045506447818535972009-07-20T08:51:50.928-05:002009-07-20T08:51:50.928-05:00I've discovered home is where ever I am travel...I've discovered home is where ever I am traveling too. "I'm going home to visit my parents"(Iowa). Leaving my parents its "I can't wait to get home."(nebraska) David calls me on this all the time because it confuses him. I believe home is where your heart is.(i know such a cliche)And as of this weekend I'm one step closer to that heavenly home.Rebecca1217https://www.blogger.com/profile/06001810598262478760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-84178413665071543822009-07-18T17:28:50.122-05:002009-07-18T17:28:50.122-05:00I was just thinking about the same thing yesterday...I was just thinking about the same thing yesterday, actually. My sense of "home" is totally confused right now. I grew up in Utah, lived in Nebraska the last three years, currently live in Idaho, but will likely not be living in the same city this time next year. When we visit Utah, I don't feel like I belong there anymore, so I guess I'm pretty well homeless right now. It'sEmilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11199624998247618525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-34359092929564294772009-07-18T13:24:37.024-05:002009-07-18T13:24:37.024-05:00My parents tried really hard to confuse me on this...My parents tried really hard to confuse me on this subject, but I consider Louisiana home. My mom is from Idaho and my dad grew up in Bogalusa, LA but he always dreamed of living in the wild west like the cowboys in all of those westerns he watched as a kid. I was born in Idaho, but I lived in Hammond/Ponchatoula from age 1 to 18. At age 18-20 I was "home"less with my parents in Idaho, Stacy Hutchinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00650794019159089467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854673321164661166.post-55390135536547111472009-07-18T08:43:38.843-05:002009-07-18T08:43:38.843-05:00I feel ya on being confused about home. Baton Rou...I feel ya on being confused about home. Baton Rouge is still home to me, but I don't even have a home to go to there. Ogden is home since I've lived here for 4 years, but I say I'm going home when I got to Pennsylvania to visit the parental unit. My mom even tells people that I don't know where home is.Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10753358525373539396noreply@blogger.com