Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
~~ Oliver Wendell Holmes
So as much as I loved my Florida adventure and all it gave me (fun, relaxation, learning and direction) it is really good to be home.
Had an extremely tight layover at Houston halfway home and almost missed the plane. It was a hairy ordeal!
But today it has been rest, rest, rest, rest.
Work a little at my writing but…
Rest rest rest!
I kept falling asleep!
They say sometimes you need to take time off to rest from your vacation and that is certainly the truth. Thank goodness I don’t have to be back to work until Thursday.
In the meantime it’s rest rest rest!
I deserve it!
And I am so thankful for the fact that I didn’t miss the plane at Houston….
…and that I have a home, a husband (legal!) and a little dog to come home to.
And my own bed and pillow!
I think so often when we get caught up in grumblings and complaints, we forget what a wonderful thing it is to have a home to go to.
What could be better than that?