When I travel off to my office, or on an antique adventure, or to run errands.....upon return, when I put my blinker on to turn into our long driveway - my heart is always most happy. I used to commute a 6 hour round trip to my office in Madison once a week, staying for three full days of power work. And each week I had this homecoming, this moment when, with anticipation, I would turn down our county road and see our farm lights waiting for me. Last night I got home before the snow storm, but Dave was not so lucky. His typical 35 minute commute from Eau Claire became a several hour journey. I imagine he heaved a welcome sigh when he saw our farm.
I guess home is my special place, my haven when the world gets crazy....my cathedral, my slice of heaven. For the rest of my life, I suspect that my blinker will always be on, and home is always where I will want to be the most.
How about you....is your home where your heart is?