Home

As I was taking my daily walk in my neighborhood and as I was coming around the corner I noticed my home with the big pine tree in front of it and started to get that sad feeling that I get this time of year. We have two places we call home, our home here in Philly and our home in Melbourne Beach Florida where the little house by the sea awaits me. We spend our summers and the holidays here (thanksgiving through Christmas) and spend the fall and winter months in Florida. I am a girl that desperately needs to follow summer because winters and cold weather are not the healthiest for me. It’s hard having two place to call home because you miss the one where you are not at. The thing about here is harder because my girls, my grand-babies and my family all live here. Now if I could have them all with me in my southern home that would be the perfect world for me. Yeah me, not them, it’s all about what I want the spoiled brat that I am. Once I’m on the road heading south on 95 with my main person, I’m fine. It’s the getting ready to go, leaving family behind thing that gets me all sentimental and gives me mixed emotions. I’m a big believer in the being mindful and living in the moment thing but not the best at putting it to practice in my own life. I need to do a better job at being grateful and mindful about the place I am in and not worry so much about the place where I am not. And I need to remember it’s ok to miss the ones I am not with at the time I am not with them. Home is where the heart is. And this heart just happens to have two places it calls home. Now that I think about it it will be nice to have my feet in the sand for the next six weeks.
Grateful ... Thankful ... Blessed