I'm deeply snuggled in bed in the guest room at my parents' house. It's early morning, and day 2 of awaking in Texas. This isn't the house I grew up in, it's a house they moved into later, but there is still the same feeling of home for me. I grew up in the town they still live in, went to the church they still go to, and although they have made many many new friends over the years, they still also have most of the friends they had when I was young. So driving into their driveway always just feels like home to me. I guess it's a reminder that it's not the dwelling but the people that give you the sense of home.
Today I'm thankful for:
1. My mom and dad
2. The home they made for us as we were growing up
3. The hot cup of morning coffee I am about to share with them this morning
