Long Distance Relationships (oh, and my Easter/road trip recap)

Sometimes I feel like I’m cheating on Texas with Louisiana.

Like when I go back to my home state and remember why I love it so.  And then as I return to the place I call home for now, and the fast-moving car carries me back over the state line, it’s like some sort of sordid Southern affair is going on.

My heart, now in two places.

Of course I am so happy to have had my rendez-vous last weekend and earlier this week with the place where my family resides. To have taken my children to the place where they chase fireflies with their cousins well past bedtime and where Grandma makes them an unlimited supply of lemonade.  Where my father’s clocks tick away at night while all else is silent and my baby pictures still hang on the wall in the hallway.

So yes, my heart may be split but as they say “home is where the heart is” so no matter which state I am in, I’m surely home as long as my loves are with me…