Stormy Weather

Some days I feel so bankrupt emotionally. Today I am so spent.

We had some stormy weather in the Northwest, it snowed pretty heavily. Even though it was beautiful to see Seattle covered in a blanket of snow it also delayed my flight back here.

Going home is a great feeling, but I don't feel as homesick as I thought I would. I actually am relieved to be back.

And when I started to think about that, I realized that it may be because I am so happy for the person I have become now that I am no longer back there. When I go home, while I get to be encircled by those I love, I am also surrounded by old ghosts. Ones that I almost forgot used to haunt me. Ghosts of insecurity. Loneliness. Fear. Inadequacy.

All of the things that you face when you are immature, young and a little directionless.

I am so happy to be home. I never thought anywhere else could feel like the place I grew up. There are great things about your history, but there is something even better about your future. Your dreams and the possibilities that a new city can offer you.

Besides, "love is where your story begins"... and Mr. Johnson and I? Well our love began right here, so Nashville thanks for welcoming me home.