After months of traveling Rob and I decided to sign a one year lease, and settle down for a bit.
This decision feels good as I’m ready to be in one spot for a bit.
As fun as traveling is, it’s hard to focus.
I need routine and structure if I want accomplish all that I want to accomplish.
This past week has been full of moving, unpacking, shopping, and never ending Amazon deliveries.
The more we furnish our place the more real it becomes that we are settling down.
As much as I want to settle down, I still feel some resistance.
I catch myself saying, “This place doesn’t feel like home.”
So what does “home” feel like?
I don’t know, but I know what “home” doesn’t feel like…
It’s not a beach town.
It’s not a busy city.
It’s not a small mountain town.
I can go on and on.
Then something happened this week.
I was unpacking boxes and I looked over and saw Rob and Lucy playing on our balcony.
Watching them made my heart overwhelmed with love.
In that moment, I realized that for me “home” isn’t a destination it’s the people.
I know this sound cheesy, but home really is where the heart is.
And, Rob and Lucy have my heart.
They are my “home.”
And this is what I’m grateful for this Thanksgiving.
I hope you all feel at “home,” whatever that may mean to you.
Now I’m off to have dinner with friends!