Steph in the City nailed it with her comment a few weeks ago (check out her blog) The next four letter word in the series is...
It sounds good.
It is good.
Not all words are created equal. Some sound horrible but mean something wonderful.
For example - Doreen's cakes are awesome, especially her coconut mango cake. Delicious, sweet and moist. Eek!
See what I mean? One of those words that means something good but just saying it is like nails on a chalkboard to me. Moist. Yuck. Sorry coconut mango cake, don't make me say it again.
Now there's a word that sounds so good even if you didn't know what it meant well, just saying it makes me feel better. Like sinking into a cushy chair. Ahhhhhh. Home.
Dorothy had it right. Not only did she wearing a pair of shoes that totally rocked Oz, they also had that magic power that took her to the one place we all want to be.
Home is where the heart is. Not Home is where the cool plasma tv hangs.
Home on The Range. Yes home. Not House-I-Live-in on the Range.
Home Alone. Excellent movie.
Home Run. Woooo!!! But only when we're talking Red Sox.
Home Depot. I adore that place.
What's the first website you go to when you boot up? That's right, your home page.
So what makes a home? Four walls? A roof? Running water?
I'm pretty sure my office has all of those things but I sure don't call it home.
I love where I live. And as houses go, it's an incredible structure of glass, wood, metal and other things that I know nothing about (but pretty sure I could find out about at Home Depot).
But a house is not a home until you fill it. With people, not stuff. Whether it's one of you, two of you, four, six or eleven it doesn't matter.
My definition of home?
Home is where my people are.
TK, Moose, Ziggy, three furry friends and soon, two ankle biters.
I just can't think of a better four letter word.