Going home

This morning I am at PDX waiting a flight home to ICT.
As I say this I have to think about that word, HOME.

It seems odd to say, "I am going home."
Because after nearly 5 years, Oregon feels like home.
It was certainly difficult to leave behind my sleeping children at 4 AM to head to the airport.
My kids are my home.

Yet, ICT, Wichita, is still home...
My childhood home.

This will be my first time home since my dad passed away in December.
I have a jumbled mix of emotions anticipating what that will be like.
I know my siblings who still live nearby have had many opportunities to face going home without dad's presence there.

I am wishing I had asked them what it is like,
Being in the house without dad there,
then maybe I would know what to expect.

But enough of those thoughts for now...

I also will be in Kansas City and Kearney within the next 2 weeks.
KC & K town are two places I have called home as well.
Kearney was more so than Kansas City.
We lived in Kearney for over 13 years.
Kansas City for only 2.

I am blessed to have so many places to call home.
So many places where loved ones were left behind.
So many places that I look forward to going back too (or is it to)?

Regardless of whether I am in Wichita,
Kansas City, or Kearney,
I am looking forward to going home.

And after being gone for two long weeks,
I know I will be glad when I get back HOME!

What places do you call home?





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