Home

I've been gone alot lately. I spent 4 weeks in Florida with Jen when she not only had a baby but had to move! Yikes! One is hard, both is insane. That is not an 'exponential' leap. One is hard. Both is insane!
So I stayed to help with the process.

Then I came home for 2 weeks before Larry and I took off on a 2 and 1/2 week vacation that included several days in North Carolina, a few days back with Jen and then our cruise!

Back home for 2 weeks.

And out to Iowa for 2 weeks with Jan, Mike, Samantha, and Warren. I love it out there. City folks think I'm crazy, I'm sure. But when I do my daily walk down a gravel road surrounded by fields and the birds are singing, and the wind isn't blowing I feel such peace. (Actually, the birds are probably singing because the wind isn't blowing!) Once you've experienced the wind you will sing when it stops!

Now I am home.

In Home is Where the Heart Is, by Billie Letts, (wonderful book, by the way,) a book discussion question asks how I define home. Is it a building? A family? A place?

Home is where I find a sense of peace. It is also where I like to hang out. It is a building, for sure, but it is a building where my 'stuff' resides, that I have decorated to suit me. There is an ambiance in it that welcomes me. It is also where my family is, where my husband and dog are.

'Home' wraps it's arms around me like a security blanket. My bed welcomes me at night the way no hotel, or 'other home' can do. And in the morning when I come downstairs that sense of peace assures me I am home.


I'm glad to be here.