I'm here. Where is here?

That old saying of no matter where you go there you are...

Lame but true.

For a "runner" like me there has always been this idea in the back of my head that if I was some place else it, and "it" has been a hundred different things, would be better.

If i were in Washington I would feel better about myself because people there are more accepting of you the way you are.

If I were in Oklahoma, following God would be easier and more fulfilling because there is a church on every corner. (meaning that finding strong Christian people to share life with is easier.)

If I were in England everything would be better because I'd be living part of my dream, and wouldn't that certainly bring to life other dreams of a handsome British husband, and plenty of time and inspiration to write a book.

If I were in Honduras life would be easier because I would have found my purpose in the Kingdom, and be fulfilling the calling on my life.

As I sit here in Washington today, with all of my remaining baggage in tact, and the whole world seemingly open to me, I start to feel a pull toward my dreams.

Knowing what I know now about being who you are no matter where you are, I feel able and desirous of my adventurous dreams.

And more uncertain about what those are than ever.