With One of Two I Get Used to the Room

laura the german, jessie stafford, and (in background) jamie harris, myrtle beach, sc

"And when we get home, I know we won't be home at all
This place we live, it is not where we belong
And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own
Going back to get away after everything has changed" - paramore

As some of you know, Christmas break was something less than magical this year. This is the hardest time of my life so far. Yet God has been here with me the whole time, and he is still with me, even though sometimes I want to be alone. So no matter what he is good and he is God. He's been here in the little things, letting me know that he loves me, and that it will be ok. So as I feel extremely unable to put my thoughts and feelings into words, the words of others must suffice for now.

Andrew Largeman: "You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone."
Sam: "I still feel at home in my house."
Andrew Largeman: "You'll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back. It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place."

He is with me and he is for me.