Plinky Prompt of the Week
What does Home mean to you?
Home is where the heart is...
Ummm...Nothing like it! Home is where the rags of your life are turned into quilts, lemons become lemonade and a few extra pounds are simply welcomed as more of you to love.
As we journey through life―dodging the occasional wicked witch―it’s comforting to know that a cozy bed, loving arms, and perhaps even a Munchkin or two await, just across the threshold.
It ain’t just a place; it’s a feeling.
And, to me it is serenity, comfort and relaxation..
It is where I can be naked- emotionally and physically. (Well, I was born that way. So don't stare at that screen like you were born all clad in a pair of Jeans & T-shirt already!)
It is where I run to when there is confusion outside, a place of comfort where secret is best kept even if it is a silken web.
It is where the absurdities of the day can be shared―unchecked, unedited, and without remorse.
Yes, it is my Eden - a treasure worth seeking.
Are you in Yours?