home

I have been thinking a lot about the concept of home. When does a place become home? Is it when you actually call it home? Not for me. Is it when people stop e-mailing to ask how it is going in that new place? Not for me. Home is a feeling for me. And lately it hasn't been places that are home, but people. People that I feel comfortable around, that I have a history with and know who I am. People I don't have to work to be around. That is home for me. And right now I am missing home. New friendships take a lot of work and effort, and right now I am tired. I just want home. But lucky for me I get to have home in a week and 3 days! I am thinking that it will be a refresher for me. It gets lonely here at camp, there are only three of us that live here all the time. We have to drive 20 minutes for any human interaction beyond each other, and i can only watch so many movies. Oh well, that is how it works sometimes. So to those of you who feel like home to me, I miss you and I love you!