Well, since my great-grandmother died, my family and I drove all the way back up to our old home, the place I lived for a little over fourteen years. It's so strange to be back "home" because it isn't home anymore, Kentucky is. But nothing here has really changed. The people carry on with their lives, children play, and learn in school. Adults talk, and worry over the news. There are party's, birthdays, and lots of other things happening here without us, just as they would have if we were still here. No one's lives have changed that much because of us moving, and yet our have changed immensely, as have the lives of all the people we've met in Kentucky. We've learned to love our new living place, and consider it our home. We've made new friends, and joined homeschool groups, and a church... it's just so strange to me. No matter where you go, whether you show up in a place, or leave a place, life goes on at least somewhat near the same it always had before. That's what happens when you die too. You go to heaven... or the other place. But life goes on for those outside, just like it did before you were born, just like it always has, and the world keeps turning. Every person changes and molds the world a little bit, but sometimes we think too selfishly. We think we ARE the world, just remember, without you, the world is a different place, and the people who knew you would miss you, but life goes on. Days and nights pass, whether we want them to or not. The world keeps turning. Spring turns to summer, and summer to autumn, and autumn to winter, just the same as before. Some things change... and some things NEVER change.
Love, Katie
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