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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Home again, home again, jiggedy jig

Home. I am home for Easter and it is lovely. I find that there are certain things, and also certain smells and foods that simply remind me of home. No matter where I am, coming into contact with any one of these things brings instant comfort. When I was in Haiti and so far removed from anything familiar, the only time I felt ok was when I pet a Haitian cat that reminded me of my baby, Sassy. Here is a few things that are home to me:

- Fried Chicken
- Cats
- the smell of Folger's coffee
- Brown carpets
- Pianos
- The movie, "It's a Wonderful Life"
- Japanese food
- Fireplaces
- Monopoly
What is home to you?


  1. Home.
    I've always found the word to be so strange.. like when you say it again and again and it's just a sound.. just a noise and no longer a word, but that's how it always is to me.

    Home. Music, the smell of vanilla candles, dogs yapping, echoing.

    I'm glad you are surrounded in such feelings of warmth and home. Happy Easter, xo.

  2. Aw home is one of the best feelings in the world. It's definitely a feeling more than a place. For me, it's the colour red, pulic radio, my warm puppy, christmas lights, and creaky wooden chairs. Among so many other things.

    Great post, I'm glad you're back home & enjoying yourself. (: