A Storm's A Brewing

There is a storm brewing in the Gulf. No, not nearly the monster we had 3 yrs. ago, thank God. This one is not expected to come here.

How reminesent though, just as we are getting settled in school, and trying to find some normalcy in that routine, it begins. Watching the news, tracking the storms, evacuations, finding hotels, not wanting to be in it's path, praying for the people who are, and the list goes on.

There are so many more beautiful places to live in this wonderful country of ours. Some place up north. Out of the path of hurricanes and tidal surges.

I ask my hubby often, "Why is it that we live here again?"

We don't really know. Except it is home.

And home is hard to want to leave. Even in the face of all the bad.

Home is home.