Home is where my heart is

I was gone, just one night, and two days, and still, at the end of the day...soooo ready to be headed home.

Home is the noise, and the quiet. Home is the organized chaos.  Home is the kitchen where I cook, and the chair I sit in to watch out the window.  It's the hot shower where I think the best, my grape shampoo, my Rocky Mountain Soap Company Avalanche soap and a warm towel.

My home, where there is children, and a husband, and dogs and cats and a rabbit - oh my -it is where my heart lives.  It's in their smiles and in their hugs, and their kisses and stories.  All these things fill my heart with such joy, and this is my home.  And I am so grateful to be home.