Home Again

It has been a while since I have taken the time to write you. The benefits of working and going to school via the internet sometimes results in the negative aspects of "being sick of the computer"; thus, the BLOGing gets put to the back burner.

But I am back.

For the past few months I have been living between Spain and Nashville Tennessee; traveling to Kentucky, New Orleans, Colorado, Wyoming; continuing school in Colorado; working via the internet for a job that I love. Many things have happen, my thoughts are evolving, I am experiencing new things, and the best thing is that I have discovered how good it is to be home............

I remember a BLOG that I wrote about a year and a half ago. I shared about the awkward feeling of not feeling “at home” anywhere, except when I was riding my bike. The familiar seat, the ache of my leg muscles, the same sound of my lungs searching for breath, the feeling of air chilling the sweat of my effort was the only familiar I had when floating between Wyoming, Tennessee, Italy, Spain, Portugal, and Scotland. All that I previously associated with home, I had given up. A husband, a job, a home, my pets, my friends, most of my things...all except for my bicycle. So you see, the only “thing” I thought I had left, that felt familiar, was me on my bicycle.

Two years have past and I have not accumulated “things” that make me feel at home at one place over another. When I am in one place I do not wish to be in another. I am never sad to leave or good to be home. I am lucky to be where I am, at the moment, never wishing things any other way. I have come to realize a bicycle, having things in one place, or doing any one thing will never make me feel at home.

Because I can do all these things anywhere….
Like finding beautiful places to climb in Kentucky.

Playing tourist with my family and Ruben in Tennessee.

Having a dinner party with friends in Chattanooga.

Being goofy in Wartburg, Kentucky

or at the Hillbilly Lounge in Swannee Tennessee.

Riding up mountains with Mary in Mt Evans Colorado.

Seeing snow in Spain.

Mountain biking with friends in Nashville Tennessee
Having Thai food with Andrea in Colorado

Seeing a sunset in Slade Kentucky

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Going for a hike with Jodi in Laramie Wyoming.

Going for a walk with Michelle and Camden in Golden Colorado.

I am different now because what makes me feel at home is when I am with the people that "I do all these things with".
My “home is where my heart is” and my heart is with all of you.

So it is good to finally feel at home..again.