7.31.2008

Airplanes

I think that i talk a while back about the relationship that is developed between people on planes that sit next to each other. Even if you don't talk there is something that happens. Well this time it was a bit different. I was flying from Philadelphia to Frankfurt. I got to sit next to this German guy named Sebastian who was from Leipzig. We had a grand time talking about many things for a good bit of the flight. It made the flight go much quicker and be a bit more enjoyable.

I don't know if I will ever see Sebastian again. I highly doubt it, but for those 8 hours it seemed like he was one of my good friends. It is incredible the good people that you meet oll over the world. So thank you Sebastian.

7.04.2008

I Wanna Go Home

A long while ago I posted about what home is and the fact that I didn't have a home.

I haven't thought about it in a while, but usually my answer is that I don't know what home is for me. Until today. I was watching a movie today that made a quote about home and it got me thinking.

I think that I do know what home is. Wait for it...wait for it...

I think that I have many homes. Home is one thing, but I think that I have many pieces of home that make up that whole. I think that my parent's house where I grew up is a piece of my home. I think that Marzell, Germany where I currently reside is another part of my home. I think that Harrisburg, Pennsylvania where I lived before Germany and where so many good friends live is part of that home. I think that little parts of my home lie with people that are very special to me yet live elsewhere. Maybe there are other parts of my home that aren't yet defined or complete. Life will bring those together.

People say that home is where the heart is. Maybe that is true. My heart has pieces that recide with many people. And that seems to be where my home is.