Do you believe that phrase?
I was on my way home tonight, after a LONG night in class and this phrase came across my mind. Is my home where my heart is? Well, I can honestly answer that with a big NO. My home is not where my heart is. Why? My heart is in Charlotte, NC. An hour and a half away from me. I'm in High Point, NC. I still live with my parents and 2 brothers. Granted this house is considered my 'home', it's really not. I am never here. I'm either in class at night, at duty for the fire dept., at work, or when it's my turn, visiting my sweetheart. So I can't honestly say that this place I reside is my 'home', because my heart is not here. I know I'm just rambling on and on. It's hard enough with us having to do a long-distance relationship, but add in the factor that he is in the military. We're one deployment down, and God only knows how many more are to come. I'm hoping and praying we don't have anymore, but it's the military, nothing is ever etched in stone. Only written in pencil on a piece of paper. Only those in a military relationship, know how I feel. Because you're home is never where your heart is.
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