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On Thursday I am heading back to Indiana for a quick visit. See each of my parents, go to a Notre Dame football game with my dad, spend one or two days working/training with the woman who hires me to edit.
As I look to this weekend, I am thinking about the idea of home. Am I going home?
What is home to me?
I think I want to spend some time thinking about this over the next few days - maybe make it a theme for the week here on my blog.
I spend a lot of time stuffing my thoughts/feelings about this subject. Maybe it is time to take a peak. Stay tuned.

You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.
Maya Angelou