I will carry me home.

Last night, long after sunset, my plane took off from the international airport on the southwest side of Atlanta and then did a circle of Atlanta before heading west to take me back home.  I was on the left side of the plane behind the wing next to the window and took in every second of the lights, the skylines, the magic of the moment.  And I took a whole bunch of videos and photos of it to remember later.

As we then left the metro Atlanta area and the ground grew darker, I looked for a song on Instagram for a story with one of these videos I had just taken and came across the song "Carry You Home".  Here's the lyrics that especially stuck with me.

Oh, I hope you know I will carry you home
Whether it's tonight or 55 years down the road
Oh, I know there's so many ways that this could go
Don't want you to wonder, darlin', I need you to know

It may have been written as a love song between a man and a woman but last night, it was a love song to myself.  There are so many ways my life may go but I will always be there to carry myself home (wherever home may be at the time).  

It was a really nice reflection the end of what felt like a whirlwind weekend with my parents, sister, and her family.  I had so many great conversations, especially with parents.  They reminded me of my strength.  They helped me see some new options I could consider.  They saw hope.  And they reminded me of how loved I am.  I may be forging my own path alone now but not without a love and support surrounding me in every step.