My Texas

If you ask people what home is everyone has a slightly different answer.  Sometimes it is a place and sometime it is people - to some, it is both.  As part of my mom's masters, she did a paper where she asked this question to all of us.

David's answer was the best and most succinct: mother, father, sister, brother.  

As you age, I am sure your concept of home evolves, but for me it is where these slightly crazy, opinionated, often loud, and always funny people that share my genes choose to reside in fairly close proximity.

You know you are home when you ALWAYS look forward to the visit and you ALWAYS get a small pain when you know it is time to go.  And it doesn't matter that is 104 degrees.