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funny how the strangest things are reminding me of who i once was... and who i really am. [29 Sep 2002|04:05pm] [ mood | grateful ] [ music | *humming "sweet home alabama" in my head* ] "you can't have roots and wings" ----------------------------------------- so that's what it comes down to. what do i really want... do i want to be deep rooted in the foundations of who i am and where i've come from? will being as such help me to better understand why God has me here now? still? will being as such help me to better understand where i'm going? or maybe *more importantly* where i'm not going? yes. but do i want to soar? do i want to throw caution to the wind and see where the gusts of life carry me? yes. so i guess the question is not if i want either of these... it's "which one do i want more?" ---------------------------------------- i think it's the roots. because how can i go to new places without knowing where i've just been? how can i get the most out of the new experiences if i don't truly know myself? quite frankly, i don't think that i can... so i'd rather have my roots than my wings. and maybe having roots doesn't mean giving up your wings... maybe it just means clipping them until your sure you're ready to fly »back

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