No matter where you go...

I have been toying with the idea of starting a blog for years now. I never did, because I never had anything exciting to write about. I still don't.  I have decided to give this blog thing a try anyway. I have followed several blogs about specific things: Homeschooling, recipes, devotions, soap making, knitting, traveling, sponsorship, parenting, allergies, pets, crafting, photography, and so on.  I do not do enough of one thing often enough or well enough to create a specialty blog worth following. So, for those of you who are curious about the variety life of the mundane, please feel free to follow along. 

The name of the blog comes from something simple in which I always felt a certain comfort: Maps. Especially big, overly simple, cartoon maps with symbols identifying important stops, such as eateries, restrooms, entrances, first aid, lost child land, and fun.  Often found in malls and amusement parks, the maps have a big red arrow or star pointing to the place I am standing, clarifying "YOU ARE HERE!" (How is it that they always know?) Ever since I first discovered one of these monster maps, when the map itself was 3 times taller than me and I had to tip toe to reach the red star, I have felt a certain life application in them.  They especially apply to life when I am standing still, stumped, staring at the figurative wall, and I have ascertained only one main thing for certain: I am here. Isn't that comforting?  Although it is a small, and often obvious, discovery, it is good.  It is the first thing a person has to learn before scanning the rest of the destinations and deciding where she is going next.  My Uncle John has been known to say "No matter where you go, there you are." 

And so it is.  No matter what I am doing with my life, where ever I am doing it, I will always be right here, where I am, trying to figure out where I am going.