Tuesday, August 3, 2010


Home is where your heart is.  If that is true, I am always home when I am with my little family. As long as I am with Bj and my little ones, I am home.

But really, I have returned home.  Home to the hotness.  I am roasting.

And yet, I miss my hometown.  I miss the smell, the sights, the family, and the familiarity of it all.  Each time I am home, I secretly wish we could move there.  And yet, I am as happy as I have ever been, living right here!

I am home.

1 comment:

Bowdens said...

I love this picture of your kids. It's beautiful. Glad you guys are home.