Home.

this pic reminds me of when i was 10 and i would spend the night at my best friend erienne's house. We lived in Germany and base housing looked like big brown apartment buildings. Her building faced my building.

Erienne's parents went to sleep early [like most parents], so we had to when I spent the night.

My mom has always been a night owl. I knew she would be up. I'd pretend I was going to the bathroom and walk over to Erienne's window in the living room and look out. Sure enough- of all the houses in our big building, the light was on in our living room. I would picture my Momma watching tv... my sisters still up with her. My mom's great big laugh. :)

I wanted to be home. After the playing was done and everything was quiet because night had come, I missed home.

At 25, I still do.

*pic here.