Home away from Home

This past week I was able to go down to Fresno, CA for a convention. This convention was for an organization that was a huge part of my life from 1994-2002. However, this is not what the post is all about.

When I landed in Fresno, I was full of excitement. I didn't realize how much I missed this place until I actually set foot into the airport. It was a familiar place for me. It was where I went to college and a place where I experienced a lot of firsts. People have said that once you come to Fresno, it's hard to go back and it's hard to leave. Fresno does have that effect on me. However, I did get out of Fresno to attend school in Oregon (a big accomplishment) but I always thought I would be coming back to my old stomping grounds. Well 4 years later, I'm still up in Portland and not in Fresno. I'm still figuring out if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Fresno was and still a place that I call home. It is a place that I can go to and not feel like a foreigner or a stranger. There are familiar places and familiar people. There are places that I can go to and feel right at home. It has my college "The Home of the Bulldogs"- Fresno State. This campus was one of the first I visited and felt right at home. Just something about it that makes it that way.

So anyway, last week was sort of a homecoming for me. It was to a place I have called home for many years and maybe it would be called "my home" again. It's up to God to make that happen or not happen. Either way I'll always be able to go back "home" whenever I can.