There's no place like Home

Last week we went "back home" to Louisiana. Although we have lived in Amarillo for four years, we are still struggling to call it home. The fact of the matter is that while we were both born and raised in the same town in Louisiana, we really have never lived there together. James left for the Marine Corp at 17 and two years later I joined him at his first duty station. Well, that was eleven years and all of our adult lives ago.
    We moved around to various duty stations for the first 6 years of marriage and only lived in Louisiana together for less than a year waiting his job here to start. Then we moved here in 2008.
Amarillo has alot to offer that our hometown does not such as, our church family, better schools, less crime, its where James Henry was born and has always been, it's the longest our older kids have ever lived in one spot. Still, it's not "home".
      We spent last week at the lake in La(Amarillo has no water)with our nephews, my brother and sis-in-law, our parents and our grandparents, aunts and uncles. I spent time last week with the oldest friends I have, one that I've known since the 1st grade and one that Ive known for a better part of 13 years. Friends who know me inside and out, good and bad, maid of honors at each other weddings, so on and so on. The two friends I see every time I come into town and the friends who I may not talk to everyday but will always answer my call.
      Sitting at this spot on the lake and soaking in the view is where I refelected on how much I love these people and how blessed I am.....

Last week I lived laughed and loved life with my favorite people.They say home is where the heart is well a piece of this girl's heart is sitting on the Bayou.