I have two homes. One where I reside, and another where my heart remains every time I leave.
Is it possible to live in one place and love another just the same, if not more? In my case, yes. Don’t get me wrong. I do love my home state. My roots are here. My Dad had a very small dairy farm here as a young man. This is where my happy childhood took hold. I have scoured every part of my state and love it all. I hardly need a map because my internal compass guides me.
Yet I travel to Vermont every chance I get. It is forever calling to me. When I cross the border, I truly feel as if I am "coming home". I’m not sure what my future holds as far as moving there. I’ll leave that to fate.
If it is a matter of being "unfaithful" to the state in which I live, then I am guilty.
Yes, home is where the heart is. And my heart belongs to Vermont. Always.
Home Is Where The Heart Is.
Moderator: ctyanky
Home Is Where The Heart Is.
CT - Board Admin and Moderator for Scenes of Vermont
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot