There’s something magical about going home. It just feels good for the soul. Maybe it’s the familiar places, the roads you’ve traveled down before or the feeling of being in a place, where as the song from Cheers goes, “you want to go where everyone knows your name.” I got to go home to Michigan this last week, and it felt good to be back in the place where I first got my wings. When I got there, it felt like my inner gas tank for my soul was on E, but when I left I felt myself being recharged.
The twenties is a perfect time to travel to new places, pursue dreams, dabble in different things and allow those experiences to take you to different places, as far as the imagination can dream. In all the new cities and new places, home never loses it’s sweet allure. Nowhere else can you get momma’s cooking, see childhood friends or go back to the places where you had your first memories.
While international travel has it’s appeal, I have found that going home is as much needed as all the new experiences the twenties offer. Going home helps you gain perspective and it helps you see the world from a different vantage point. For me, home reminded me of the importance of simplicity like dinner with family, game nights, trips to the zoo, moments where you laugh so hard you cry, and early morning talks over tea with your godmom.
Twenty Something Advice (for Anybody):
“Finding your way doesn’t mean you always know where you’re going. It’s knowing how to find your way back home that’s important.” Clare Vanderpool
“A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.” George Moore
Home also encouraged me to keep going, to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Life is full of chapters and chapters close. My time in Michigan ended at 16, when my family moved away. While I love visiting, I know that I can’t go back and try to recreate the life I had then, what once was. Because that season of my life is over. Going home encouraged me to keep going along my journey. It’s okay to look back every once in awhile, but you can’t stay there. That’s why the rear view mirror is much smaller than the windshield.
To all my fellow twenty somethings, I hope you are reminded of the value of home and not to take people, places, and memories from there for granted. I hope that you go home often enough to refuel and to appreciate it, but I also encourage you to not stay there forever. Seasons change. Seasons end. If you have a dream or a desire for something outside of home, I encourage you to pursue that dream and not settle or get comfortable in the familiar.
Your focus should always be forward, on what is, not what was. So keep moving forward. Don’t give up on your dreams. Home is always there to refuel, but there’s a big world out there too, outside of your comfort zone, waiting for you to experience!