Home is what you make out of it. To me, it is a warm cup of tea in the morning and a quick read. Walking around barefoot, feeling the warm wood under my feet. It's going into my office and feeling like the girlboss i am. Its seeing Tom go through the door each day after work with a big bright smile and an even bigger hug. -That's my favorite moment of the day, btw. Home to me, is prepping dinner together and wondering why we order so much in when cooking is so much better. Lighting a candle and drinking wine. Its the joy i get after looking for our cats and finding them melt into places so quietly, that it's hard for us to tell its them and not a pillow. It's Finding Tom watering our plants and taking care of them. It's where we feel comfortable at laughing and crying. The place we miss when we are travelling. It's what we've made. With every single pillow and candle, every uneven spot... this is our home.