and my legs are still short...
Lately, I have come to think that home may be entirely
in our hearts.. I realize as time passes, that we polish
the best memories and push the rest to the back of the drawer
... best forgotten.. (that is if one chooses to dwell in a
world full of love and laughter.. no payoff in polishing old grudges...
So, in the end..the home in our heart is our own to cherish..Reality be damned..