Day 3: Far from Home
|Somewhere over New Mexico?|
Today's prompt is Far from Home. I'm a bit tired from having been at a training in San Antonio all day, so I'm doing today's post a bit differently. Each photo represents a time that I've been "far from home".
I'm not sure what far from home means, as I've had many homes in my life.
Arizona was for my childhood, Georgia was for college and early marriage, Massachusetts was for bearing and raising babies, and the formative years, and Texas has been for church planting, big kids, tears and growing up. I also lived in Spain for a semester, and spent time traveling. In those times, home was a definite place; but it's changed over time and with experience.
What does Far from Home mean for you?
|My mom and dad and Theo and Lucy this past summer. I grew up in Tucson, but haven't lived there since I was in college. Living in Texas is the closest I've been to "home" since I was 18 years old!|
|This is my friend, Angela. She is Canadian. We met when we were traveling far, far from home in Russia in 1991. We had so many deep conversations and I am pretty sure we solved a lot of problems that summer. I saw her again for the first time this past summer at a Up With People reunion in Tucson.|
|My dad and his two brothers in 1965 somewhere in Colorado. They spend most of their young lives far away from home. You can read about my dad and my uncles and their adventures in a book called A Song for the World.|