Day 18 – Coming Home

Immersing yourself in adventure and culture is great. Coming home is even better.

I don’t wish my days away, I’m a live-in-the-moment kind of person. While saying goodbye to my parents and leaving in the mountain town was hard, I knew I was heading home to a house filled with love.

Plus, I walked in and it had my house smell – hopefully, your house has a good house smell too. Ours is a mix of laundry detergent, drywall/hardwood, and when she jumps into your arms, wet winter dog.

Coming home to your house smell and the ones you love, nothing but a sense of joy.