I made the trip home this weekend to see Chuck's musical. You see, I made a deal with him: If he got the lead, I'd come home to see it (then I bought my ticket, not knowing if he even got a part).
And he got the lead role! And words fail me when it comes to describing how FANTASTIC he was, and how PROUD of him I am.
It's been a great weekend - Dad picked me up at the airport Thursday afternoon and we spent the 45 minute ride home catching up, and it was like I'd never left. We spent some time as a family on Thursday night (minus Steph because she wouldn't arrive until Friday night), and Friday night was pretty chill. Saturday we saw the show and were so BLOWN away (Chuck never sings like that at home!) that we came back this afternoon for a second helping.
I just love my family and it always tears at my heart when I have to leave them.
But my heart also knows that right now it's being called to L.A., to love the kids and people in my life there.
I'm not gonna lie - it hurts. And it's going to be hard going back.
At the same time though, I try to live my life the way I want it: without regret that I can avoid. This opportunity is part of that philosophy, so if I stick to what's comfortable and wonderful here at home, I'm not going to grow into the person God is calling me to be.
Yep, home is sweet, which is why leaving it is so hard. But (to add another cliche) distance has indeed made my heart fonder, and it'll be all the more sweet when I return again.
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