…pick me up and turn me ’round.
Where is home?
Is it the house you grew up in? The house you shared with your parents and siblings and where so many beloved memories rest?
Is home the apartment you share with your partner? Your dog? Your friend? The place where you come home to after work, cook yourself a meal and stumble back to after a night out?
Or is home the place you created with your own spouse and children? The place you put so much time, money and energy into being safe, comfortable and loving.
Can you have multiple homes? Like the saying says, can home be wherever you want it to be?
I ask myself this question every time I fly back to Central New York, where I grew up, and every time I fly back to Austin, where I currently live.
And I can never find the answer.
fresh eggs from my child-hood friend Dan, the urban farmer
outside Moosewood Restaurant in Ithaca, NY
Eat your veggies!
Mom and Geoff at Watkin’s Glen, NY
Our first trip (more…)
