Where I'm happy to be

This adorable cottage sits across the street from the home I was staying in earlier this week.  And, lovely though it is, I chose to place it here today because it sings to me today of home -- which is where I'm very happy to be: back in my own bed, able to walk my own beach, licked by my own cat and wrapped in the arms of my husband.

I loved Portland -- don't get me wrong; if I had a chance to move there, I'd definitely consider it.  But here, in my somewhat less charming domicile, is home, and, whatever challenges it brings, this is where I'm happy to be.

Now.  If only I could get as comfortable in my body and soul as I am in my home... again -- it's clear I'm not in Nirvana yet!   But I'm working on it...