One of many
Being home means being with my people. The ones with whom exchanging is engaging. People who will listen and understand where you’re coming from because they have been there or they will be. People who are happy to interact with you and with your children because they are also a part of this ride you are on. People who will listen to your rants and laugh at your mistakes and then tell you their own. People in front of whom you can be vulnerable and real and it’s no big deal. Friends.