yes, i will admit it, i have become a terrible blogger. i never update and i keep promising that i will blog or promising specific posts. (i am still working on at least one of the promised posts…really…i am!)
but at the moment i’m sitting in the airport at kansas city getting ready to head to my home on the other side of the ocean, and have free-really-fast-wireless and am taking advantage of the moment.
thinking about two homes
the other day while poking around my email inbox i noticed something. in had an email from a friend in uganda who was ready for me to come ‘home’. she said “ready to see you when you come home (uganda)!” and the email just after that was from a friend on this side of the ocean wishing me a good stay at ‘home.’
in uganda i am frequently told to “feel at home” and in the states am told to “make yourself at home.”
a lot of people have said a lot of things about “home” and “going home” or “being home” so i’m not really going to add anything pithy or attempt to be profound on the subject of “home” but invite you to think about where is “home”? where do you feel “at home”?