“Home is where your heart is full. You feel a constant euphoria and you
never want to leave that moment that you wish could last an eternity.”
This post comes to us by way of Alec Mckeand, a guy with an incredibly
discerning eye but endless perspective.
“Home for me is where the light hits the pine trees just right, where the
peaks are dusted with snow, where you reach such great heights that it
must be heaven, where the lakes are more blue than the sky, where time
seems to stop, and where the moments fully seize me.
“Home is when I’m in the presence of the mountains. Most say they feel
insignificant when surrounded by such glorious giants. I feel welcomed,
loved, at peace, and like maybe I am enough. That’s all I could ever ask
for. That’s home.”
+Where do you feel most at home? Let us know!