Home Is Wherever I'm With You.

Ilooked at this challenge and wondered if I should write about that teeny town in Wisconsin I grew up in. Or, maybe that other town in Wisconsin I currently live. Both have some great features. Lakes. Some parks. A few attractions and restaurants of course. Either might be adequate but does my heart get moved by either place? Not really, so I scrapped those two options. I then found myself asking, 'where do I consider my home?'

I have my favorite getaways such as Pensacola FL, or most recently Salt Lake City for a few days to go hiking. The town I currently live in is pleasant but I know it's not where I intend to stay forever. Does anyone really want to live in sub-zero temperatures or deal with several inches of snow? Not this lady. The summers can be amazing but usually get chaotic being in a tourist town. I tend to take for granted the attractions we have here in Wisconsin Dells. Yes, people do actually live in Wisconsin Dells. We get that question a lot.

My childhood town also holds some fond memories. I grew up on the lake. Swimming in the summer heat. Ice skating and building snow forts in the winter. Yet somehow again this fails to meet that specific element of: 'Home is Where the Heart Is'. So what am I missing?

I thought about this over the last few days and I came to a conclusion. Truthfully, I found that not any one place holds my heart but rather someone. As much of a cliché it might be, my husband is definitely my home and where my heart lives.

Now after this discovery, I find myself in a dilemma of having to explain and describe my husband as my home. What have I done to myself? Maybe I should just go back to one of those towns mentioned before. It would be easier and I could totally just put in a bunch of random facts and photos. Totally joking, ...kind of. Honestly, I'm up for the challenge. So, here we go.

I tend to be the adventurous type, always looking for that next escape or getaway. Thankfully, the universe has been kind and has gifted me a husband that loves and embraces these adventures just as much, if not more than I do. Maybe this is why I have difficulty pinpointing just one location I find a connection to.

My husband and I have experienced some pretty amazing places along the way. The beaches of Florida. Hiking around a waterfall in Iceland. Climbing the Eiffel Tower to capture a kiss at the top. Swimming under a waterfall in Colombia. And always, the magic of Disney World. Of course I cannot leave out the simple movie nights on the couch, or the camp fires in the backyard in summer.

Home will always be defined different by everyone. Where you find comfort. Where you can be yourself. Home can be a feeling. Maybe don't always look at where you are physically but more at who is by your side. How does that person make you feel? What experiences have you shared with them? The good and the bad. Being able to build and learn from each other can only create more amazing opportunities for you both. How incredible is it to be able to say that you have someone in your life who supports you. Trusts in you. Someone who can make you feel completely euphoric with just a simple embrace.

For me, I can travel the world, and I will always be at home with my husband by my side. He makes me feel safe. Comforts me. Encourages me. He is right where I need to be. He is my Home.