coming home is that feeling you get when you look into the eyes of someone who knows you so well
coming home is the knowledge that someone is waiting, anticipating your return
coming home is safety and family and open arms
coming home is seeing your best friend on the dock as she picks you up and crying when you hug long and hard not because you are sad but because you see right through each other and you find it all beautiful
coming home is the lights on as you pull in, or the fire on, or soup on, a glass of wine poured waiting for you
coming home is “I will meet you at your cottage and I am bringing dinner”
coming home is sitting for hours with your mom and talking about all things under the sun and laughing and sharing and knowing no matter what you say or do she thinks you are the very best person on earth and you her
coming home is clean sheets sun dried on the line with a smell so sweet of summer
coming home is that song you like loud and familiar
coming home is jumping into the lake and feeling like a little girl
coming home is putting on that summer dress one last time this year – the one you have had for years, that carries memories like an old friend
coming home is your favourite meal, a treat on your pillow, a smile that understands, a laugh at the same thing
coming home is your list of why you do, of who you have missed, of change that you are ready for and tradition that you can’t part with
coming home is the best thing on earth
and you carry it in your pocket wherever you go