Quickly - Put Those Amazing Thoughts Down Before They Are Forgotten-

On the Road Again

to 

Home-

Time to allow my mind to amble...ponder without goals

Without Boundaries

Let's Talk

About Home

Front Porches,

Rocking Chairs And Porch Swings

( ALL  Southern Things )

Does anyone recall the conversation (post) 

Challenging ourselves to consider  what  the word

HOME 

means?

Just allow me a few moments to search past posts and I will have total recall.

(Insert smirking here)

Home is recognizing twists and turns in the country roads, recalling who lived there & - things that happened here.

Home feels like Good memories, Sad Memories and snapshots in time all filed away in our personal memory banks

Home feels like being remembered

Home feels like being accepted, Valued, Appreciated, even Treasured

Home feels like a good fit

Home has an open door..another rocker on the porch . an extra plate set at the table -

and a bed that can be readied for unexpected company

Home is  conversations that begin with "Remember when?"

Home feels like "Us"...

Home: the ultimate Group Hug

I can say unequivocally that Home feels like gathering in south Georgia with high school classmates who lived similar lives, have many of the same memories.  So many of us went to school together. We went to church together, ate together, spent overnights together as well as Sunday Dinners and Sunday afternoons. That sounds like Family...like HOME.

Thanks Bonnie Thornton-Dubberly for inspiring me! Think about it-We share a lot of history, the same values and many shared memories. I can truly say that I love you dearly. JWH-PHS Class of 1959