I can't quite tell you when my fascination with lighthouses began. I can only tell you that they have always spoken to me. I could imagine the sea captains stuck in storms, seeing the reassuring glimpse of light. Knowing that they were close. That safety was there waiting. Warm beds, hot meals, loved ones waiting, it was all there for them. They just had to get home.

I suppose that is what this light means to me. Home. I will be relocating to Maine from Texas to be with someone who has come to represent my safety, my home. Life has been rather turbulent these last few years. Storms constantly tossing and turning my life upside down. There have been a few rewards out of it, but I am ready for the calmness that can be represented here. In the blinking light that let's me know that I am almost home. In the steadiness that can be found. Strong enough to weather the many storms life can and will throw at me.

It represents safety and sereness in wild seas. In the wild seas that have become my life. I cannot tell you the whys of it all. I can only tell you that seeing this flashing light, seeing this lighthouse weather the storms is what I need. It is what I crave. It stands steady and true. Showing strength, yet beauty in such a harsh environment.

The safe harbor that this lighthouse protects is what I am going towards. I feel like I have been running for so long, but instead of running from something, I am finally running to something. Home. Home where he is waiting for me. To build on something that we have. To make a life with me. To blend our two very different families. It will be home for both of us. This lighthouse is guiding me home. Where I finally belong.

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