Home

"Home is whenever I'm with you."
"Home is where the heart is."
"Home is where you're comfortable."
"Home is where your family is."
"Home is where your 'family' is."
"Home is where you can be you."

I've been thinking of home today. It's weird because when I'm at home, I call Roberts home and when I'm at Roberts, I say home" which means home home.

However, if home is defined by the criterion above, then I have about three homes. I've got Roberts, real home, and Camp.

1) First off (I'll go by oldest in my life)- Home

(my family minus my Dad)

I've lived in the same home all my life. With these people. This has definitely been a huge blessing in my life. I feel so blessed to have been raised in constant stability. My family has always been there. Especially as we all got older, I can remember sitting at the dining room table for hours just talking about important stuff (or not important stuff, for that matter). But anyways, my parents' house will always be a home for me, even when we're done living there, even though I know it will be different (it's different even now that I've moved to school). But  even more than the house, my family will always be home to me. The have been for (almost) 19 years, and I can't wait to live life with them for however many more we have together.


2) Camp!

I have been going to camp for 13 years (ten years as a camper, and three full summers as staff). Camp is summer home. It seriously is the best place in the world to me. I have found a second family there, and I wouldn't change anything about my experience there. It honestly changed my life. I consider the staff there to be my sisters, and I love them more than words could say. My best friends work at camp with me, and I know it's a place where I can always be true to myself, and that is such a blessing in my life. I can't wait to see what God has in store for us for this summer!


3) Roberts!

(The people I work/live/play with)
Roberts is my most recent home. I live here, I work here, I go to school here, I play here. It's everything. Sometimes I have to remind myself that it's a college and not just somewhere I work/live/attend/play. It's weird. I've never had one specific place that is so many different places in one. But it's pretty great. I love it here. I have a family here, and I am so glad that God has placed me here. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

So pretty much, home is a very general thing in my life. I have multiple homes... And while this can be confusing sometimes, It works great most of the time. Just never tell your mom that you feel homeless. I tried that this summer. I went from school, to an apartment out here, to home for a week, to camp all summer, home for another week and then off to school again. I felt like a nomad. But now, I've come to accept my three homes.... And I'm so happy I have.