home is wherever i'm with you

living in the city has a transient feel. even if you know you are a chicagoan for life, there is a chance you will move to the burbs once raising kids becomes too difficult. or if you are committed to the city, there is always the chance that all your friends will leave. one by one, or maybe even all at once.

which, like i said, leaves life with an uncommitted and transient feel. all my friends throughout my 9 years in chicago always thought about staying, thought about moving to the burbs, or even thought about going back to their home towns. my all-too-wise friend, sarah catherine, summed it up one morning at mom's group when she burst out with "i'm 35 years old and i don't know where home is!"

add to this the fact that our family literally has no clue where home is. having left our house in the city we are staying in a place that is not home, headed to a lake house that is not home, and have no idea where we will end up in the end of it all. our little family went house hunting last weekend and chris and i kept looking at one another and asking, "can we picture ourselves here? " wilmette? glenview? winnetka? back in the city? where is home?

chris sent me some of his favorite songs on dropbox last week (you must try dropbox if you haven't, its the only way we've found to share music). anyway, the lyrics were running through my mind this morning and duh. it's a classic song with lyrics that everyone knows by heart and they are just what my heart needed to hear...

home is wherever i'm with you.

i suppose i need to remind myself that it doesn't matter where we are for the time being or where we end up, we are home. every time that i am with chris, austin, graham and carter... every time we are playing, crying, or even dancing ...

i am home.