I used to think of myself as more of a nomad than a homebody. I have always loved to travel, and I still do get a huge kick out of exploring new places. But it’s also become increasingly clear to me: I’ve grown very fond of having a home.
In fact, as I was double-checking through blog post titles to make sure I hadn’t already used the word, I discovered that “home” shows up in 137 entries–that’s more frequent than one in three. Apparently I’ve been homing in on “home” this year.
I have had a very enjoyable visit with my in-laws, but it’s time to go back home. So tomorrow, it’s back in the car and back to the mountains.
Be it ever so humble….