home

I used to think that I lacked a home, a base, a place where I could go back to.  But, my view was too narrow; just because the houses of my childhood have been sold long ago does not mean that I don't have a place of my own.  I now realize that I am lucky to have 4 places to call "home." In no particular order:

Duxbury.

Dallas.

Fort Lauderdale.

Wichita.

and I leave you with the best song: