Return to Texas. Almost exactly to the hour in
"It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you. "
-Benjamin Button....one of my most beloved movies. Long, sad, but so very insightful.
I watched it last night and this quote really....hit me.
I couldn't quite put a finger on why, when I returned home last winter, everything felt different. Foreign. Like I was a guest in the home I lived in for years before coming to Utah. Then last night helped me to realize, it is not my home, my family, or my town that has changed. My absence has not really interrupted the flow of life there in any visible way.
So it will be bittersweet...to return for the last 4 months I will ever really spend there before I am truly in a different stage in my life. This is the last 4 months I will ever truly return "home". After that, it is pretty much Utah from here on out, or studying abroad, or on my mission, or wherever I end up with my future family.
But that's what time does, right? Without fail, it carries us on, oftentimes when we don't think, or perhaps don't realize, that we're ready. Eventually, it will be time to really leave the house I grew up in for good and establish myself in this big scary world.
I may end up in a mansion
I may end up on the streets.
But either way, I will end up where I was meant to be, so long as I'm trying.