Home is a tricky thing. It’s strange for some of us it is a foundational concept and place. It never changes and never moves. It is our security.
Last week I was in Langley for our district conference, It was good to be able to connect with peers, mentors and friends. But it was a long and busy three days. During that time I was able to stop by in Surrey and say hi to some of the Staff and Kids I worked with, then I had lunch with a couple of good friends. Then more food with more friends.
By the time I was on my way back to Port Alice I was ready to be at home. The only problem for me is that Home hasn’t always been a foundational, unchanging thing in my life. It has at times eluded me. In fact, the entire week before conference I was questioning whether or not I had actually settled in at my new ‘potential’ home.
Well, after a long and busy conference, and an even longer Drive. Tired I pulled into Port Alice and realized: I was home.