I wonder… is home where you were born?
Is home where you live?
A quick visit back to the city I grew up in over the weekend has reminded me that I have a new home. Home in a deeper sense than the house you live in. Home with different significance than the city you were born in. But it’s my home-place. It’s where my new life, with my new husband started. And I can honestly say – it’s good to be back home.