Land of the free... home of the brave

Even after 9 months here in Shanghai, home is still Orange, Texas. And I want to go home and see my family so so badly.

When my family first moved to Orange, I would still tell people that I lived in Houston. Even in law school, in my mind, home was Houston, not the rural small town where my family just happens to have a small business. But gradually, my views changed.

Now, Home is wherever my family is. Home is where my heart is. Home is where I long to be.

9 months (almost 10!) has been too long. Next year... I'm going Home more often. Going home to the two spoiled dogs, my wise and silly sister, my gracious and understanding mother and my wonderfully goofy and weird dad.

Land of the free, home of the brave... deep in the heart of Texas. Or something like that.