tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732975.post7861167155460487868..comments2024-01-17T04:05:54.079-05:00Comments on my life's journey: Home again, home againGailNHBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11632210289246687829noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732975.post-25033617310056917602007-01-29T13:55:00.000-05:002007-01-29T13:55:00.000-05:00Home is where ever I am... That is a concept I can...Home is where ever I am... That is a concept I can't remember living without but only recently put words to. As I travel, i constantly refer to home not as the place that I have left but whatever place I happen to be sleeping that night is. Last night I was "home" in my apartment here in TX after a bad day that seemed like it would never end I "ran into" my dad online and i told him... "I've had a bad day and I wish I were home". His response was "well aren't you in TX". I had to clarify and say "no no I want to e home with the family". His response "you have too many homes". I disagree I'd say you can never have enough... and until heaven we aren't really ever "at home" yet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732975.post-36269569104030967062007-01-09T13:52:00.000-05:002007-01-09T13:52:00.000-05:00i so resonated with your post... the need to go aw...i so resonated with your post... the need to go away and be filled by beautiful places, solitude and dear friends. i hope i meet someone who understands that, as you have. thanks for writing, as usual. happy new year to you and your family!Giovannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17979493328353097293noreply@blogger.com