Sunday, August 28, 2016

simply finding home

i've thought a lot about what makes a home, what makes a place feel like home this weekend. we went up to visit boston for the weekend, and even though we haven't lived there for 5 years, it's still home in ways that endwell will never be. i feel comfortable in my own skin there, in a way that i never do in new york. a lot of that has to do with the people around me. i've known for a long time that me and the people of endwell are not of the same kind. but being back among my own people really made it crystal clear. this is a realization that is somewhat unfortunate, since endwell will remain my home for the long term. but it's also nice to know that it doesn't matter how much time goes by, my people are out there, ready to pick up right where we left off.

sometimes i think maybe we leave little pieces of our heart wherever we go, because this weekend the maine-endwell little league team from endwell, new york won the little league world series. these boys grew up in this tiny little hamlet outside of binghamton, new york, and they made their country proud. and it's nice to feel like i'm a part of that, even though i never paid attention to the little league world series at any other moment in my life.

but like how mónica puig won a gold medal for puerto rico and it made me so proud for my home. this also makes me proud for my home. and like when big things happen in boston, that still feels like home. they say home is where your heart is. well i'm telling you, my heart is in many places at once.

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