Wherever I'm with You

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros recently released the duet, "Home," which says, " Home is wherever I'm with you." I think the song between the couple captures the essence of home. When I think about my home I don't imagine a brick structure where I store my stuff, but rather, a place where I am loved by people I love. Anywhere this feeling exists is home. Whether I'm sitting on my couch, taking notes in class, singing down the interstate, or backpacking in a foreign country, I can be home. However, I know that my truest roots lie in Old Hickory, Tennessee. I feel at home when I hear even the worst of redneck dialects or country music playing in the background. I feel at home when I drive down Lebanon Road (which I travel a minimum of 28 times a week) with my friends hysterically laughing as we sing and dance (though we aren't all that talented) to whatever song we have the radio blasting. I feel at home when I'm stuck in Sunday morning traffic. Most of all, I feel at home when I'm with the friends and family I love the most, because the structure, shelter, and warmth they provide far exceeds anything that my house has ever offered me. So, whoever your "you" is, whether it be your friend, your parent, your love, or your God, I hope you find them, because without a home, you're stuck in the cold.