Words From A Traveler

So... as a missionary Traveling in obviously involved. I must say... When people ask where I'm from.... I never really know what to say. Yes I understand that they are asking where I live....but what if I don't know? Ok yes I grew up in Tally, but I don't... feel like calling that home right now. Home is where the heart is right? Well..what if Christ has my heart. My heart is in the hands of my Heavenly Father. So what do I say now. Also... My heart has been captured by this special guy... So where he resides is where my heart also longs. Now back to answering this question. I'm asked all summer where I am from, what if I was born else where. I was born in New Port News, Virginia. I didn't grow up there, but I was born there and lived for a few. However I was raised in Tallahassee. Where I went to school and graduated. Now, I have moved away to Graceville. Where I stay now. I come home every couple of weeks, not as much as in the beginning. Jash, lives there with me as well. Graceville, has welcomed me in with arms wide open. I have established relationships with people there. I know things about the town and the roads and I know what to expect in the changing of seasons... I look forward to different things. I am now my own person and growing and living and having my own adventures and they are all in Graceville. So...is it wrong to claim Graceville as home? There is another point, as a missionary, my heart... it adapts. Where I have been living in the past few months... I have been calling home. I've had a sanctuary to go to. I've made a great best friend in Bethany. A sister is more like it. She has been there when I had some rough days, and when I was sick. She adapted to me as I did to her. However... adaption was on the beginning... we began to truly LIVE together. :) As a missionary...do you ever have a home? I think that everywhere we live is home to some degree. But, as for now, there are two homes for those who are Sold Out to Christ. I have a home here on earth, a temporary home. It changes its geographical location due to traveling. When I'm married we will travel a lot. But there is my heavenly home. The one with my Master and Creator. Oh the day when I go home to him will be marvelous. But for now, I guess Home is where my pillow lies. Where my shoes are under the bed, where my computer plugs in. Where  the people welcome me in and where the Good Word is spread. This Summer.. Home was in Naples Florida with Bethany Caroline Stockdale, My amazing sister and friend. She has been my family. Our family has extended to Seth, and Jeremy, to Courtney, Melissa, all our kids and helpers. There are so many to name. Not to mention the other Missionaries. Jash, Hannah, Sydney, Jessica, Jessie, katelyn, Delvin, and Edouardo. Wow... what a great family. We all embarked on one of the greatest adventures in our youth adult lives. We traveled and conquered. We had great laughs, we struggled, we grew... we were inspired and we inspired. We loved and where loved back. What more can one ask for. So..those are my thoughts. Now they are written and shall be posted to be read one day.
-<3- Em