We arrived in Prescott, Ariz., late yesterday after an exhausting six-hour drive from Albuquerque. It was the final segment of our 2,193-mile move.
As we pulled into the driveway of my parents’ house, I was surprised to hear my oldest son say, “Dad, we’re finally home.”
But what is home? Is it an idea — a concept that we’re here, so this is where we belong — or is it a deeper sense of being connected to a place, a person, or in my son’s case, a cat named Freckles?
Maybe it’s a little of both. I feel at home on the road. Our website, Away is Home, even suggests that the concept of a home is less stationary. And yet, there are times when your children remind you that home is a real place that you can come back to, where you can look forward to a hot meal and a familiar bed to sleep on. “Home” is all of the above.
We won’t get to ponder this for very long. While I’ve formally changed our mailing address and we’re now officially Arizona residents, we’re off to our next destination, first to Phoenix and then to San Diego. We’ll be back later in the month before we start the West Coast segment of our latest adventure.
Here are this week’s stories:
How to win the war on wrinkled clothes (USA Today)
What to do when you’re feeling low at high altitude (Washington Post)
Donald Trump is making American consumers great again (Huffington Post)
Waiting six months for a simple refund (San Francisco Chronicle)
See you next week.