Going ‘home’ for the holidays means something different now
I found myself using the phrase “home” when asked about my plans for the holidays. It’s a natural instinct, I suppose, to refer to where one grew up and lived most of one’s life as “home.”
But it’s not anymore. I no longer have a home in Wisconsin. For the first time in my life, I’m a resident of another state. However, I’ve been quite a nomad this past year. I’ve only recently had a mailing address that matched my physical address. Read more “Going ‘home’ for the holidays means something different now”