After reading him I want to turn around and go back, how nostalgic I am for the street where I was born, the house where I grew up, the family that loved me...only nothing is there anymore.
Now I have "a new home" full of things I inherited from all of them, but where I am also happy.
I also love my people even if one day I have to leave them behind.
How delightful it is to come home after a few days away!
Your things, your bed, your bathroom, the tranquility.
The divine music! Perfect for your post.
🌻
Coming home is so wonderful; travelling away is also, but coming home to my own things like you say...it's lovely.
Thank you for your comment, I always appreciate the positivity you bring in your comments.
Becca 🌷
🌻🌹🌻