Half of my Heart

I have always heard people talk about how their heart was in two different places. I never understood what that was like until now.

Half of my heart is in Nebraska and the other half has been swept off its feet and landed in California.
I never expected this to happen, but the nearness that I have felt to God, the relationships I have built, the hard times I have made it through, the new adventures I have experienced, and all the growing up I have done have completely changed my life.

The first couple months in California were a nightmare. I wasn't used to the big city with so much traffic (SO much). Things are very different here compared to where I have grown up my whole life and as mush as I hate to say it, I have fallen completely and utterly in love with California.

For some it would be the sunshine, for others it would be the ocean, but for me, it's where I have truly found God and myself. I feel like God has opened my eyes and my heart to what He desires most to do through me. I want to serve others for the rest of my life. I want to give my all to other people and love them like they have never been loved before. I felt like I have always had this desire but California has opened me up to the leaps and bounds that I am now willing to take to completely devote my life to the Lover of my Soul.

Part of me is sad because I couldn't find that in Lincoln, but I think what I needed was to leave my comfort zone of 21 years and come experience something that only God could pull me through. Although I have learned so much about God through everything Lincoln has done for me the other half (or more) I have been taught through California.

With that said, half of my heart will always belong to California and the other to Nebraska, but that split is exactly what I needed.