Home.

You know what's awesome about being married? Always being able to come home.

I've had a week off from school, and that's meant lots of traveling. I need to get the hang of traveling and blogging at the same time, but when traveling alone with a toddler, my hands are kind of full, and we didn't have internet access on our beach trip.

We decided to take advantage of the last free weekend, and rented a beach house with some friends down in Rockport. Our first real, grown-up, vacation. It's a great feeling. Of course, this means along with the house, we have to either buy groceries to cook or go out to eat every day- and since it's a small town with not much, we opted for groceries. And let me tell you, we picked out some good stuff. There was a charcoal grill at the house, so we picked up a leg of lamb, some steaks, I roasted some chicken and potatoes... I also made some homemade orange rolls that our dear friend T said, “These taste evil. I think they have way too many calories for me to be eating this early in the day.” I smiled, because of course- what better time to cook (and eat) such scrumptiousness?

So we went grocery shopping Friday night, after we got here and got settled in a bit. Of course, our friends being who they are, I was not able to take a list (which I pretty much must have. Otherwise I am completely lost and sad!) which meant a few very important things were forgotten. So the following morning, I took a quick trip to the store. While in the store, P called wondering what to do about the biscuits in the oven. As the call was wrapping up, I said, “OK, I'll be home soon, love you!”

After that call, I was wondering why I said that. After all, we're not home. We are, in fact, roughly four hours from there, we don't have most of our traditional comforts, we aren't sleeping in our bed. What we do have here, though, is each other. Our daughter. Our love.

And it hit me- anywhere he is, I call home. Have you seen the movie “Where the Heart is?” A great quote from that movie states, “Home is where the heart is.” And I find it oh, so true. I am so blessed to have a home wherever I go. We could move anywhere (and we have!) and not know anyone... but he and our girl will always be there. That's what makes anyplace home. And I am so, so happy to have that.

“I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.”

Maya Angelou