All Roads Lead Back to Home . . .

Heading home from a week-long conference this afternoon. I've found that it is always a bit surreal to land at the beginning of a conference--new surroundings, strange people, new daily schedule--but in this particular case I am in southern Wisconsin, not far from my northern Illinois hometown so the surroundings are familiar and comforting. Also, I am here with colleagues, so I brought a little home along with me. Re-entry back into my "regular" life after conferencing is also a bit surreal . . . strange to see how my life goes on even when I'm not there! But it is time, over time, for me to return to my loves--their hugs, their funny faces, their sweaty baseball clothes (the last two descriptors not applying to my husband:). It is indeed true that all roads lead back to home--especially if you're blessed. And I am.