I am home now, after a 10 day trip to California to tend to my father, who broke his hip.
Coming home always reminds me not just of the joy of being home right now, but of the many homes I have had over the years; at work, at play, among family, friends, cottages, cabins, apartments, restaurants, and beaches.
What do they all have in common? That I felt great joy in being there among people who knew me, understood me, and loved me, and I them.
That is where home can always be, no matter where you live.
Drawing © Marty Coleman
“Home is not where you live but where they understand you.” – Christian Morgenstern, German author/poet, 1871-1914
