Home bound from Thanksgiving vacation in Cabo. The sun, ocean, and palm trees were amazing and very needed(especially with surgery recently). After a week in summer dresses and bikinis, I am air-bound back to a harsh Winter in Oregon. Blah! However, there is always something amazing about going home. Perhaps, it takes leaving home to realize how much I take home fore granted.
Visiting a third world country is always eye opening, no matter how often. Home is a blessing and having more than one makes me realize just how lucky I truly am. Home is more than a house. Home is a magical feeling. Safety, security, comfortable, familiar, warm, and inviting are all the feelings that wash over my body as I enter home, no matter which one.
Traveling is amazing, but so is going home.