After wrapping up a few days of work-related training sessions and meetings, my colleagues, client and I ventured to Cannery Row in Monterey, California last night before everyone departed in different directions home.
I am headed home to the frozen prairie where I won’t see flowers outside our home like this until June.
And some things of the California coast we will never see on the prairie, whether frozen or thawed.
While the ocean view is lovely…
I have important things to do home on the prairie like kids to squeeze and “homemade” apple pie to eat just for me.
I trade in my ocean view today for the frozen prairie.
So I can go home.
What’s your favorite thing about home?
And what truly defines your home? The location, the people or a combination of both?