We're back home from a trip to Hawaii. This is our third day back - and it snowed yesterday and this morning the snow was still stuck. What a change from Hawaii weather to winter in Washington - I think it is still officially fall, but it already feels like winter.
Think of the words "back home again." I think they mean a something different to everyone. When I was in the airport in Hawaii I was thinking of coming home to our house - a specific address. But I am thinking that back home again, is really when we are surrounded by people we love and who love us back. That doesn't have to be family - but it often includes family.
This time of year I start getting sentimental and my mind starts remembering many memories and people. So many loved ones have already passed on, but on the other hand new people to love come into our lives if we give them a chance.
I think "back home again" is a state of mind not a location.
