By Dilynn Wise
Home is where the heart is, or hearth in the original saying. But like a hearth, a heart beats strong and warm, calling you home. Coming home is a feeling that is so hard to actually describe in words. It is hard to relay to others exactly what that feeling is. I drove towards home through this rain storm, complete with thunder and lightning, earlier in the summer. Then through the valley between the mountains on the other side was this brilliant light blue with white clouds and golden sunlight. And the feeling that rushed through me was slightly breathtaking. Trying to stay focused on driving as well as soaking in the feeling that the view was giving me, was hard but worth it.
The heat from the hearth of a home tells a story of its own. How much love is there surrounding it and flowing through it. It is a safe place where all of your worries melt away in the flames. It warms your soul and keeps the light inside of you shining brightly. Be sure your home is not just a house. Your heart is a wild thing, that is why they live in rib-cages that keep them safe. Find a home that fills you up with a feeling that is hard to describe, when you return to it.
There are many places that feel like home and there are spots where there's that feeling where you think, "Ooooh I'm almost there!" Why did you leave and how long has it been since you've been back? Be sure you take the time to appreciate your home. And think of how many places feel like a home to you, a safe and warm place. Because that is where your heart (hearth) burns the brightest.