Home

Some things in life just remind you of the comforts of home.  Home isn't a building.  It isn't a place in your favorites of your GPS. It isn't even necessarily where you sleep at night.  Home to me is my family.  Where I am free to be me and always accepted without question. Where I am never judged and always welcome with no invitation necessary.  Home is a feeling of security and warmth.  Unconditional love even through all the crazy, trials, tribulations and mistakes. No matter where or when.  No matter who you are sitting in a room with or at what stage of life.  Certain things can take you home in an instant. There is no place like home.

A smoothie in a glass that my Mom gave me.