It's lovely to get away for a few days, isn't it?
But I think it's even lovelier to come home.
Even though you return to the mundane routine of everyday life....work, chores, dust-bunnies, errands....there's still no place like home.
Being away for a few days left me struggling to catch up in the office. This is my crazy busy season, and taking time off means working even harder when I return.
But, I soldiered on, and by the end of the week had pretty much gotten on top of the pile again.
I did end up having to go in over the weekend, but that couldn't be helped.
Meanwhile, when I have precious time at home, it's nice to make it feel like a special occasion.
Because, really and truly, it is the most amazing feeling, to be in a place that you love, where you find your peace.
Being away at a resort is lovely - there's staff everywhere, ready to cater to your every whim.
But it's difficult to find any place, amid all the loveliness, where you can be alone with your thoughts.
There are strangers everywhere you turn, which is fine for a while.
At home, you are just surrounded by the people you love, and those you invite into your home.
It's a whole different kind of peace.
I crave that peace.
My soul needs it to survive.
My home is far from perfect.
But it's mine, and I love it.
I'm so glad to be home.