Home

I'm finally home again, after being away for twelve days.

What is it about being home that touches me so deeply inside?

What is it about being away from home for longer than a few days that stretches my sense of belonging and leaves me feeling so ungrounded and adrift?

At this point in my life, home means 450 square feet with a river view and all the privacy I could ever wish for. Caring and harmonious neighbors and all the beauty, warmth and coziness I have every wished for.
At some point, I may want more, but at the moment, I'm so very satisfied. . . no DEEPLY grateful. . .for this fabulous, glorious, sweet spot I inhabit called "home".