There is no better feeling to me than going home. And home can mean several things: home is my childhood home where my parents still live; home is N and I's current home; home is the place in Indiana where I visited my grandfather so many summers growing up; home is N's parents house in the country. And no matter how long you are away from your familiar surroundings, all of your memories rush back as soon as you return. There is something special about being in a place that is comfortable, familiar, yours. As soon as I step through my doorway, I feel so much more relaxed. I can be myself, rid of the stresses that I encountered on the outside.
Home is a place that I can express opinions, wear pajamas at 5:00pm, cry when I am frustrated, laugh a bit too loudly at a movie, talk to my dog as if he is a human, play childhood boardgames with N, chill out on the couch for four hours straight and not apologize...I could go on forever with this list!
I am very grateful for my home and for living in a country where I have the freedom and the means to have this comfortable place to live. I am grateful to share my home with my sweet husband N. I live a life of bliss everyday in our home!
Here is a photo of N and our home sweet home:
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| Christmas 2009 |
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