Grab your things I've come to take you home

I've been thinking recently about the idea of 'home'. The word has in it  elements of love, rest, permanency, and freedom.

Home is not a single place and does not exist in one space. I feel just as much at home aboard the boat or in the car as I do in the house we call 'home'.

A long long time ago, I stopped calling the place in which I grew up 'home'. I think home is the place where you feel completely at ease and secure, and where you know that you belong without having to question it.

Robert Frost said home  is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.  Maybe.  But I think it’s more the place you want to be and where the people there want you to be there, too.