HOME IS WHERE THE FAMILIAR IS©
I have never quite understood the saying "Home is where the heart is"
Does it mean where your physical heart is
Does it mean where your emotional heart is
Does it mean where your sweetheart is
Having just returned from a trip a thousand miles away and in length,
I can now describe home as the place where;
Your clothes are not lost (by the airlines) and do not appear to have
Been purposely wrinkled on arrival
Your life is not at risk in the hands of another, AKA the seemingly mad cabby
You don't take the subway going in the wrong direction despite the use of maps
And clear written directions
You know where the shifter is on the car
Finding which key fits, which lock, is not an exercise in futility
Locating which cupboard contains the right glass, cup or dish
You are looking for is not a mad search mission
All your favorite foods are in the fridge.
The right knobs on the stove turn on the right burner.
The buttons on the remote are broken into for your favourite channels.
You rarely run out of all your clean underwear and if you do,
You know how to operate the washing machine
When your shoelaces break you know where the store is to buy new ones
The buttons on your shirt don't pop before an important meeting and
There isn't a thread and needle to be found
The cake cutter you receive, as a gift is not treated as
A weapon of mass destruction by a customs officer
The welcoming committee at the door no longer resemble
Miniature terrorists in waiting
The feel of your bed and the touching of toes are a giveaway
That you are home
Alas, though it may not sound as exotic or romantic as
"Home is where the heart is"
Home is indeed, that place where all is familiar
"Home is where the familiar is!"