Being away even for a short trip makes it so clear to me that my home is with my family. Even a day away and I have so many thoughts about what my wife and son are up to it tugs at me. It’s not that I’m not capable of being away and enjoying myself. I can. It’s just that there’s no where else is rather be. And nothing else that matters more.
I am so lucky to have that. I know my loves and my place with them. Everything falls into perspective.
I’m feeling grateful for the beautiful people in my life. For the home I have with my wife and children. When so much else is uncertain in the world I know with certainty that I adore them.
