There’s no doubt in my mind when I land in Spain that my heart skips a beat and I feel right at home. Landing today in Madrid reminded me where my heart belongs. Home will always be here and the Bay Area my satellite home. I have my heart with my kids and friends in the Bay, but ultimately nothing holds my heart so dearly as where I grew up.
I don’t know what the future holds, but for now, I always gravitate here. As my friend told me,”You go back to those places where you feel protected, happy and loved.” This is my place. My happy place where I know I belong.
If you’re so lucky to be home all the time, enjoy it and be grateful.