home.

i love home. and yet, i have never been one to really get homesick. perhaps this is because i have an interesting concept of home. home seems to follow me. i am like a turtle, carrying around my home wherever i go, and yet i leave many shells, or homes, behind me. home will always be on sunshine drive, even if my room has been taken over by my not-so-little brother and painted green fluo. helamen halls, as small and cramped as our little room was, was home. allred eleven became such a dear place, and always will be. i loved being at home with my sweet roommates there. i have a home on hebgen lake, a home with so many wonderful memories. every time i find myself back there it feels as though no time has ever passed. i have a playmill home. i'm at home with the bermudez fam, on haven lane, or even at the salt lake city marriott. they say home is where the heart is, and a little piece of my heart is in each of these places.

and now i have a home here with nannick in france. it truly has become a place where i feel comfortable and at ease, a place that is so nice to come back to after a long day at school, a place where we gather for good conversation and good food. my heart has found yet another home here. i love it. i know it will be so hard to leave. and yet i know i will continue on this adventure that is life and will find many more places to call home, and eventually create a real home of my own. i will always have all of these dear places to return to and remember.

and so, after six wonderful days of vacation including a fabulous night relaxing in a hot tub in switzerland, this little turtle (who has been moving anything but slowly) is ready to be home.

and by that i mean le ves, yet another home away from home.