hmm...Home?

It's funny how I've used the word home lately. A couple of weeks ago I was on the phone with Robert and I said I was on my way home....and then I corrected myself and said that I was on my way to Andy and Sharon's house. Is their house home to me? On here I've said I'll be home in no time, or I'll be home in X amount of days. Home then is referring to where? The States, Jacksonville, or Dadeville.?! Some people say that home is where your heart is. Ok what if you're heart is in different places at the same time? While I'm in Wales my heart has been in at least three different places. When I'm focused on people and things here, Wales is home. Other times when I'm talking about leaving here home is just a place in the states. When I get to thinking about school and stuff Jacksonville is home. When I'm thinking about my family, Thanksgiving, and Christmas, Dadeville is home. I say I'm going home on December 9th. But I don't know where that is other than to say I'll be in the States.



This really bares no importance on anything, it was just a thought I had. Maybe it's because my home is really in Heaven and nowhere else. We are told not to store up treasures on earth because it is not our home. Does anyone else ever ponder these things or am I the only weird one? Well only 17 more days till I'm in the States! I love you and miss you all!

~Stella