The Smell of Home

I got to go home twice last month. Neither time was really for vacation, but it’s always nice to see my family. This picture was taken just before we left for the aiport. I can still hear the noise in that room as we sat around and talked until the very last minute possible. My family is loud and wonderful.

It’s hard to explain, that thing, you know, with living so far from where you grew up. It’s a feeling that I can’t put my finger on, or nail with words. It’s like a smell. You know that smell of happiness? That smell that makes your tummy warm and your cheeks rosy? Home has that comfortable smell. But it’s not all roses and perfection, and while I love home and my family and that happy smell, I love this little life that I’m building out here, where there are new things that are beginning to feel more like home everyday.

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