I have been thinking of the concept of home lately. Sure, home is where the heart is. Home is wherever I’m with you. Love begins at home. These are all such powerful sayings. It’s true, there IS no place like home. If you use the word home as an adverb, it means deep and to the heart. As I have just recently returned home during a time of transition, I can not stop thinking about all of the place and times that I have felt most at home.
I realized two things while making this post. The feeling of home is not really about the places themselves, yet about the experiences I shared with the people there. The second is that in all of the images above, I felt deeply and to the heart, like myself.