As I leave home for the first time in my young adult life, Ballard Mcdonald's "Back Home Again" has a newly recognized significance. The proposition of taking the big leap and getting out of dodge is only a pipe dream for many. A dream which is often shattered by life's unfortunate circumstances and many times, fear of the unknown. But for myself, the opportunity to break the small town mold and leave the all too familiar safety net of my hometown was appealing...that is until around five o'clock this evening when the reality of the move hit me.
The car was fully packed, my childhood room was stripped of any sign of my inhabitance, and the excitement quickly turned to sadness. Now eight hours into the 14-hour drive, with tears and safety nets left, exits and miles behind, an even more profound realization has set in. As one journey comes to an end, another of great importance is only on the cusp of beginning.
I may not know what the future in Dallas holds, but I invite you all to join me as I begin a new chapter of my life. And as I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, make no mistake, I will always long for my Indiana home.
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