Monday, February 17, 2014
There's No Place Like Home
As I sit here watching the snow storm out my window, I know I should be missing the warmth of my vacation to Phoenix last week. But the sound of the wind as it whips the snow past, and the contrast of the cardinal I see in the snowy bush and the warm, safe feeling I have sitting here help me realize...this is home. The impending ice and snow excite me since I don't have to go anywhere. I'm in my element as the hours of this day off work stretch before me. I'll read my Bible, paint some frames, eat some chocolate pie I made, watch the Olympics, touch base with some friends, hit the treadmill and maybe even take a nap. It's good to be home.