"I'm going home to the place where I belong..." Sing it Chris Daugherty. The song is from a few years ago but it is so April 2009 for this guy typing. Do you ever associate a song with a time in your life?
That song was on my Mustang's XM radio speaking to me like a good friend. As I pulled into the parking lot of Publix the other day it spoke to my heart. Although Publix is a southern grocery store, I was going there for another reason. Moving boxes. Kinda ironic. Coincidences just don't happen. They are little signs from above. God is with us.
It's not that I don't love Jacksonville Beach, Florida. Come on. The beach is foot steps from our new condo. I sit at my computer right now staring outside at the blue sky and squinting from the sunshine pouring in my morning window. Oh, and the pool is staring back at me as if it's saying, "Are you sure you wanta leave?" The palm trees are laughing. Their palms dancing in the slight sea breeze...knowing they are smart enough to stay away from Minnesota winters.
Daugherty sings in my car, "I don't regret this life I chose for me."
Love brought me here, and love will bring me home. You see, I wanted to live this new adventure with my fiancee. I don't have any regrets about moving here. Not one. I met some more great people, experienced the NFL, lived on the beach, and wrote another chapter in this life book we all are writing each day.
My mom, aunts, uncles, and cousins are all back in Minnesota and my family is the closest family anyone has seen. Thank you, Grandma.
The townhome I own in Minnesota has a foreclosure on each side.
Planning for our wedding back in St. Paul, MN is much more enjoyable and exciting from the same state.
The potential job opportunities here are like the Detroit Lions playoff chances. Rather my fiancee has found a massage therapy school in Minnesota to attend.
The list continues, but the one thing to remember folks. Life is about the race, not who wins it. No one wants to end up at life's finish line and say, "I'm here!" Only to then think about all the great things they missed along the way.
So I end this Florida chapter with "See ya later" or "See ya soon" depending on which end of the U.S. you live on.
Take us home Daughtery..."Be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it all...you just might get it all...I'm going home to the place where I belong. Where your love has always been enough for me."
That song was on my Mustang's XM radio speaking to me like a good friend. As I pulled into the parking lot of Publix the other day it spoke to my heart. Although Publix is a southern grocery store, I was going there for another reason. Moving boxes. Kinda ironic. Coincidences just don't happen. They are little signs from above. God is with us.
It's not that I don't love Jacksonville Beach, Florida. Come on. The beach is foot steps from our new condo. I sit at my computer right now staring outside at the blue sky and squinting from the sunshine pouring in my morning window. Oh, and the pool is staring back at me as if it's saying, "Are you sure you wanta leave?" The palm trees are laughing. Their palms dancing in the slight sea breeze...knowing they are smart enough to stay away from Minnesota winters.
Daugherty sings in my car, "I don't regret this life I chose for me."
Love brought me here, and love will bring me home. You see, I wanted to live this new adventure with my fiancee. I don't have any regrets about moving here. Not one. I met some more great people, experienced the NFL, lived on the beach, and wrote another chapter in this life book we all are writing each day.
My mom, aunts, uncles, and cousins are all back in Minnesota and my family is the closest family anyone has seen. Thank you, Grandma.
The townhome I own in Minnesota has a foreclosure on each side.
Planning for our wedding back in St. Paul, MN is much more enjoyable and exciting from the same state.
The potential job opportunities here are like the Detroit Lions playoff chances. Rather my fiancee has found a massage therapy school in Minnesota to attend.
The list continues, but the one thing to remember folks. Life is about the race, not who wins it. No one wants to end up at life's finish line and say, "I'm here!" Only to then think about all the great things they missed along the way.
So I end this Florida chapter with "See ya later" or "See ya soon" depending on which end of the U.S. you live on.
Take us home Daughtery..."Be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it all...you just might get it all...I'm going home to the place where I belong. Where your love has always been enough for me."
Swing for the fences, otherwise you can never explain a home run.
Faith, Hope & Love,
Jason Dean Stern
Great post Jason.
ReplyDeleteWishing you and your fiance a very safe and enjoyable trip home. We all will be glad when your back in town :-)
Best Wishes,
Bill Beaulieu
Get back working with the Twins! My year isn't the same without you as my ticket guy!
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Brandon O'Connell
Stern, well written, buddy! I am glad you took a risk, and gave Jacksonville a chance. We will miss you, but I know you will find success in whatever you choose to do. Keep the blogs coming! Farmer
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