There’s no place like…
Home. Technically I’m back home. But truthfully I get confused about what and where home is. Is it where your heart is? I feel like different parts of my heart resides in different places, so it can’t be so cut and dried. And it can’t be as simple as where I lay my head. Can it?
If we are talking about a place where I am surrounded by like minds and feel comforted, then Portland is home. If it is where I live with my husband, furry children and tend to my banana trees, then it is Miami.
Where would you end up if you clicked your heels three times á la Dorthy?
Photo: Me, trying on Elena shoes, at the Kate Spade in downtown Portland. Of course they didn’t have them in black, but pink is rather happy, no?
