Right in the feels

I read this today on Pinterest and it stopped me in my tracks.  This is what I love about words.  I don’t know who said this, I don’t know why, or when or how long ago or if it was in a book or a movie or a song or just inside someone’s head who decided to write it down.  I could find out, but I don’t really care. taking so many naps



What is amazing is that whoever this person was, she managed to put into words what I’ve been feeling for the last twenty-five years and have never been able to articulate.

I’ve always been restless, always waiting for the next place I go to feel like home.  It never has—not yet, anyway.  Not where I was born or grew up, not where my family is, not where I am right now.  It’s good, it’s just not where I want to end up.

I’m not where I want to end up.  I’m not done becoming who I want to be.  Maybe when I get there, I’ll know where I’m supposed to stay.

I’m just not there yet.

But maybe that’s the point.