I'm Home

I arrived in Myrtle Beach at 8:30 AM Wednesday morning. I am home. I spent great time with family who I miss most of the year. I loved seeing so many friends, and reconnecting with some of them for the first time in years, but this is my home. Part of it is my comfort in my own space and part of it is my friends next door. Part of it is the church and church family and part of it the routine I have here, but most of it is that I am surrounded by a world of memories in the things in my home. I know I have had a good life and it might seem sad that I see it in the small possessions that surround me, but I do see it there. A hand made cross here, a candle there, a bunny here, a figurine there, they add up to a lifetime of friends, companions and life events. None of it is valuable in a worldly sense, but all of it is valuable in a personal sense. I think one of our main tasks in life is the discovery of who we are, to have a clear identity. I watch Criminal Minds and it may be bogus but I watch as they walk through a house and gather vital information from what they see. It might be too simple but at the same time I think it has some reality. Our identity is found in our possessions. I spent a good part of today on my beach where I released Marsha's ashes. A new part of my identity is found in that new reality. That beach is another part of home and another step in my life journey of discovering with God who I am and why I'm here.