>I think it’s possible to have more than one home. I refer to Vermont as home. It will always be home for me, no matter what. When I was there these past weeks, friends and relatives would say things like “Welcome home, or should I say welcome back, I’m not sure if this is home for you anymore.” That made me kind of sad. I mean, yes, I did up and move across the world, but where I was born and raised, where my family has lived for generations, will always be home.
Chile is home too, in a different sense. It’s home like Colby was home for 4 years. It’s where my life is. I’m at the point of trying to figure out whether it will be a home like Colby, a transitory home, or whether I want to stay here for a longer-ish time. But regardless of that, it is home.
Anyway, here are some pictures of Vermont home. Like I mentioned in the last post, the weather was absolutely perfect. It only rained the day I left. In December I brought the bad weather, this time I brought the good weather.