Is it calling me home?
Are the lights that go astray my beacon?
To life do I come?
Or do I leave and give in, and then weaken?
She says the lights are shining,
Turn to stone,
But I am asking,
Are they calling me home?
If they are calling me, why?
And where, where is home?
SUZANNA GORETTI 
home is where the heart is… but sometimes telling your own heart’s voice apart from all those voices around you is nearly impossible. find a place of calm solitude & try to listen to what your own heart says. What thoughts God might inspire… best of luck, dear. best of luck