For the sojourner. The movers and shakers. The military wives and wives moved frequent and often for their husband's career. The woman relocated again and again for the progression of her own. For this woman, found packing the bags of her heart and home up in boxes for the umpteenth time, as she seeks to transfer the heart of her home from one location to another. For this woman, I write. H.O.M.E. Where is it in this great stretch of land and earth? Shards of your heart left and scattered in the handful of places you've ever lived. Chapter opens. A life fully lived. Then, chapter closes again. Only to start over with an entirely new chapter. A new place in which to knit the fabric and fleece of your family's story. But what if, you can't let them go? Any of them. ALL of them. Each and every place that painted your life with color and enriched your family with treasured and unique memories all your own. What if you're too consumed with missing the past, that you miss out in living fully in the present place you're at? From Michigan, to Illinois, to Virginia, and back to the Midwest, in Indiana. Come alongside me in the quiet countryside. Room to rest and relax and reflect. Journey with me, dear fellow Nomad, and along the way, let's discover home. Let's find it together. Perhaps, it's never been about the where. Only the Who. The One in, among, and above it all. H.O.M.E. Let's claim it! Wherever. Whenever.