When I think of "home" I think of a few different places...
Home our apartment. After a long day at work or a long vacation, this is where I want to be. There is a welcoming feeling when I walk in and immediately I am relaxed. It's comfortable. Its having Hubs there with me. That's home.
Home is the town where we live. Knowing every aisle of my grocery store and my way around the city. Our church family. My job. Familiar surroundings. That's home right now.
Home is being with my family. Bickering with my brothers. Laughing with each other. Lots of comotion and some confusion. Cuddling with the dog. Knowing everyone cares for each other and cherishing each moment together. Just being together. That's also home.
Home is surrounded by trees and hills. Although I have come to appreciate and enjoy the wide open spaces and beautiful sky, I feel "at home" enclosed by the woods and the hills. The serenity of the forest and the calmness of a lake. That is where I will always feel at home.
Home is not here. As a believer, my home is in heaven waiting for me. It is meeting my Savior face-to-face. I will go home someday.
What is home to you?