A Spring Clean Life Change

As I sat in my living room this morning,

taking in how great it looks, I began to cry. 

It took me a few minutes to figure how exactly what the tears where for. 

I was crying because finally I am home. 

Yes I have lived here for 2 1/2 years and have not really felt at home. 

I have not felt truly at home in a long time. 

See my parents divorced during my freshman year of college

and sold the house I had lived in since 6 months old. 

I had a really hard time with that. 

I struggled feeling like I didn't have roots anywhere. 

From age 19 till 28 I moved a lot, 

never staying in one place too long. 

At my current home 

I have even got that feeling of wanting to run a few times. 

(But thankfully I have learned to work through it)

When I moved here I was down sizing.

I had so much stuff that I could not find a place for everything. 

Over time I let the frustration win. 

Thankfully I am blessed with  amazing friends 

that helped my suffering come to an end. 

I love my place. 

Finally I am home.