Home Sweet Home
Today I live in a place of joy and love, a home I've created and reside wholly and fully in. Both my physical and emotional homes support my life in totally harmonious and satisfying ways. And I've come to realize that I was never homeless, but rather, displaced, and forced to find my right home--the one that resides within me--my home sweet home.
What is your sense of home? How does your home support who you are?