Green Jello Hotdish

I’ve been in Minnesota a couple days now and the feeling is a little different than the last time I was here. There haven’t been any family fights, I’ve enjoyed myself and a part of me feels I am reconciling and reconnecting with my home.

What I’m most appreciating — and realizing I miss the most about this place — is the music and fine arts. For many of us, Christmas means watching St. Olaf, Concordia-Moorhead, Augsburg and Luther Christmas festivals, either in person or on television. I’ve often said that Minneapolis would be a cold Omaha without the arts, and its true.

Watching good TV news is another thing. No sensational, MTV-esque camera angles. Smart, sophisticated graphics, and anchors who can do more than simply read a teleprompter.

I’m back to missing Minnesota, and for the first time in a very long while, I feel that I do have a place here, should I ever want or need to return. Its a good feeling to come home.