There is nothing like being "home".

Home isn't a place. It's people. A town. Friends. Family.

Those you love...who you know also love you unconditionally. Not every person, place, friend, or family member falls into the "home" category.

When they do, though, you never want to go back to your "real" home. (Thanks, Grandmother.)

Despite being in a ONE bedroom apartment, my grandmother has always opened her home to us (FIVE of us...PLUS her) so we can come "home". Home to Grandmother. Home to Tulsa. Home to Friends.

We love you, Grandmother. (And we don't want to go "home".)


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