Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.
~Charles Dickens
Tonight I sit in my childhood home and feel such comfort being here among my parents and my own little family.
Tonight I sat with my 3 sisters and mom and converse on life, love and the pursuit of happiness.
Tonight I sat among numbers of nieces and nephews and their loud noises of laughter, cries, tattle tailing, kissing, hugging and lots of love. It reminded of my childhood growing up with my cousins.
Tonight I chatted with my parents and we talked about nothing and everything and all that is important to somebody.
Tonight I breathe easier being here in this home.
I love being HOME!
I love that my husband loves being in this HOME!
I love that my children love being in my parents’ HOME!
Today after you read this.....Jot down some of the feeling you get when you go to your childhood home, grandparents home, spouses childhood home.
IF you haven't gone back...explain why that is!
Remember....keep the record!
