At Home Again

Place.

I have been thinking a lot lately about the nature of home, what it means, and how it is created and kept.  These days I feel myself at home in most places, content, at peace, and comfortable with myself and my place in things.  The older I get the more I realize that home, at least for me, has more to do with people, community, and way of life than place or tradition.  I think about my body as my primary home, and remind myself that if I do not care for it I will have no place to live.  I do not know if  a happy home creates a happy person, or if a happy person creates a happy home, but to me, at least today, they seem like one and the same.  

Where do you call home?

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