Over the weekend I got involved in a conversation about what makes home home. Place identity and community and family. I feel fortunate to have had all three. It grounds me. What hangs me up is feeling like I'm disconnected now, that I could be more connected, more involved, more grounded. That I miss people. That there are changes to be made, and resistance to be overcome. That things can be both sad and sweet.
posted by the other Joan @ 11:37 AM
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