Feathering The Nest
For nearly all of My Life Home has been not so much a place but a feeling.
When I was in charge of a full-fledged Family-At-Home — the Humans I lived with always made Home — Home. It didn’t matter where we were, as long as we were together, it was Home.
After the kids grew up and the divorce happened — I had to learn to maneuver in a Life which was completely foreign to me. I was adrift. The usual…