Heart Longing

Unraveling my heart's connection with home is not an easy task. Is the knot bound up in childhood memories? Is it merely the sense of retreat and rest?

Is it all the books I poured over, the journeys they took me on that gives home as much a theme of adventure as it does protection?

Without any question the longing belongs to the people (and animals) I find there.

(My sleepy little girl, Reese)

There are other contributers to the constant feeding of this longing to be home, I'm sure.