There are many things that just simply make me long for home. This picture is one of those things. Where I came from is my home. Where I live now is my life. Those are two very different things and often hard to explain. Both places have their beauty and mountains. Still, there is something a home that can’t be replaced.
I often go hunting for photos of home and where my heart is. I wouldn’t change a thing and I still long to be there as much as I can. There is such a feeling of peace and wonder there.
Are you lucky enough to have memories of a beautiful place you called home?