There’s No Place Like Home

“There’s no place like home.” Or is there? What is “home” after all? Where is it?

I’m sitting here in an apartment that I love with the sun shining in. It’s beautiful.

But in my hand I hold a cup of Drew’s Brews coffee.

And today, it’s taking me back to Nashville where I spent most of this past week. And my heart is sad, a piece of it almost feels empty. Is it possible that a place you have spent less than 72 hours in can feel like home?

Today, I think it is. And to be honest, it’s not a good feeling. I don’t know what God is up to in my heart but I sure can’t wait to figure it out.

Where is “home” for you? Is it more than one place?

With courage, Katie


  1. my home is several different places. one of them being on a different continent.

    what i think makes a place feel like home…and as cheesy as this may sound…people. if you are with people that "get" your heart, passions, and dreams…that place no matter where it is, is going to feel like home. sometimes home is a city, a state, a church, a country, a coffee place…it can be a lot of different places:)

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