#Home. It should be a bigger word. Not too long ago, I moved miles….
from “home.” Footsteps led by a familiar friend. But, can’t help but see another view from this #track… on my way to a destination called Somewhere – constantly inspired by humans along the way. And when I look back, my path seems tough to follow. But my heart’s been not. Finding pieces of ‘home’ in people and “things.” It’s more than a place; it’s a project. Here’s a fact: #gratitude found in every step. Won’t lie, there were times I couldn’t believe I left. Now I’m counting my blessings, my heartbeats, looking down at my feet and then up at how much “home” could mean. How unpredictably far it can stretch… Wednesday #poems from #Nashville
Kirsing 