Decisions, decisions...

Heading back to Maryland from Michigan in just a few moments. It's such a bittersweet thing to do. I heart my family but I don't necessarily heart Michigan. I love the fast-paced life in Maryland, but I love the slow-paced life in Michigan. I love my Maryland friends but I miss my Michigan friends.

Why can't Pennsylvania and Ohio just switch places with Maryland? That way I'd only be about 3 hours from my family.

And why can't I call Michigan or Maryland home? Isn't home where your heart is? Is that your physical heart or some metaphor? If it's a metaphor, I simply don't understand it. If it's my physical heart, how do I know where my heart belongs?

All of that rambling to say, I still don't know where home is and I may have to make a decision soon about moving back to Michigan at the end of the school year. So many choices. Even after a pro/con list (which I, of course, love making) I still can't see a clear winner. And my heart? It's not telling me anything. I can rest comfortably knowing that regardless of the choice I make, it will be the right choice simply because there is no wrong choice. It's not like having to choose to call a taxi or drive home after 9 beers. There is a clear wrong choice in that group. But choosing to stay in Maryland or move back to Michigan? Not really a wrong choice.

Here's to hoping I can make that choice...