Friday, April 3, 2015

#172 Out of the Car

“Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.” 
― Sarah DessenWhat Happened to Goodbye

We made it after 27 1/2 hours of driving--2 1/2 days on the road-- to our own little home.  It felt good to get back here but what occurred to me that I missed the most was my neighbor's hug and having us over for dinner that night, the neighbor across the street shouting welcome home, and another neighbor asking if we needed anything.  This was within five minutes after arrival.

Did I miss home?  Not necessarily the physical part of it (okay, maybe my bed).  I missed the friends and neighbors who look out for each other, lean on each other when needed and serve you a decent hot meal after being on the road eating sub sandwiches.  It is good to be home but it is even better to be surrounded by the people who love us and are genuinely happy to see our smiling faces.

On the other hand the dog found his old bed curled up in a little ball and hasn't moved except when he hears the dinner bell.  A comfy bed, a bowl of food and this pup is one traveler happy to be home...and the humans agree.

Thanks for reading # 172 of 7777.

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