Home Is Where The Heart Is

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This old gal…

Found it hard to sleep…woke in the night…greeted her midnight feline friend…then lay there…a little heavy hearted…four months have passed…it’s head back north time…pack things up…get a move on…but this year…it feels…different…

Three years ago in Texas Town…everything was new…knew nothing…knew no one…this husband and I…were long term tourists…visited this attraction…visited that attraction…tried this eatery…tried that eatery…but this year…things…have morphed…

Into comfort…have favorite places…favorite things to do…know the roads…know the backroads…have borrowed pets…have wonderful friends…it feels…like home…and how…do you leave home…to go home…it’s an oxymoron of sorts…

But as hard as it is…to say good-bye…there will be sweet hellos…waiting when we get home…and fortunately…those make leaving…just a little bit easier…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…