Home

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there anymore. Robin Hobb I have followed up that quote with a photo of things. A tiny sample of the things I fill my home with to make it feel warm and cozy. But the problem with things, no matter how lovely they are, their magic only works when surrounded with the members of my wonderful family. There are some things that hold memories of loved ones long gone, or of friends that have moved on. But they are few, and of course, very special. I wonder which things will take on meaning after I'm gone?