The home in which we were raised is often not as appreciated until after we have left it. In some cases, such as my sister and her family, they get to return when they are old enough and wise enough to recognize that it’s the best decision at the time.

When you are old enough to put your own personal touch on the home…adding the comforts which suit you…it becomes your home. But it becomes a new home every time you do something special…a repaint, or rearrangement. And when you bring in new members…children or even pets – It’s a new home every time.  You learn to appreciate it, all over again.

There’s no feeling in the world quite like coming home. The sensations are all magnified the longer you stay away. But that comfort of home…something we all dream about.