Leaving home this morning was more difficult than normal. This view is what I called home for the past 23 years. I never understood what was meant by the saying, "it's hard to grow up", but I do now.
When I first left home I was glad to go. I wanted to be doing new things and getting on with my life. It was two years before I got homesick, halfway through college.
Home, for most of us is a refuge, a safe place, a loving place.
The place where I grew up and the people and places surrounding that time are a part of me forever.
They are the places I will remember when everything else is forgotten.