Where my heart is

They say Home is where the heart is..

Well right now I am pretty home sick

This is where I grew up, I lived here until I went away for college

I lived here from the time Brooke was born up until 2012 when we packed everything in a moving truck and moved thousands of miles from home and i can't link ya to the story bout that because a lot of blog posts got deleted... LONG story and I am still not sure why;) 

Tonight I would love to walk in my mom's house, 

*sit on their couch, 

*listen to them chat about their days, 

*find out what is happening in their one horse town, 

*listen to them laugh at something Brooke does, 

*listen to them talk to their grand kids, 

*get a hug from them, 

*have a cup of tea with mom and her best friend, 

*sing some songs with the guitars out,  

*go out to visit friends, 

*stay up late laughing and talking and just doing nothing.. 

*eat lots of home made food 

*my moms bread

*visit with my grandpa

*eat some fried chicken from the nearby restaurant

*fight with my brother( we still do) 

* go to church with them 

To put it lightly homesickness usually passes quickly, but this has been hanging on for a few days now, I think its bc my hubby is gone home for work this week ,  I am just starting my new job so even if I could have gone, I wouldn't have taken time of already.. but I need me some family time. I am not sure if my family is planning to come here this year, we can only hope. 

I know my family is my hubby and my daughter now, but I can still wish for home time.

If I did go home, i would want to be back here.. 

Is home really where your heart is, or is your heart at home?