Happiness is…home

“A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.”
– George Moore

The old saying home is where the heart is, rings so strongly in my ears every time I travel.  My home is three little (okay – kind of chubby) felines and a husband I can’t get enough of.  As I sit in my hotel room, I am lonely for the sound of cats scurrying down the hallway and miss my husband’s company.  So many of my colleagues live their lives in airports and visit home on the weekends – I often sit in awe of their professional dedication and think I should work harder to achieve such success – but then, on nights like this, when all my senses strain for the familiarity of home – it occurs to me that my success – my kind of happiness– is the home I have created within my family.


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