Home

There is a comfort in coming home, wherever that is. The feeling of familiarity that is there as soon as the key turns the lock that slips the coat off your shoulders, puts you in comfortable clothes and eases you into your favourite sitting place.

Home is where the heart is. Home is where you hang your hat. There's no place like home. This will always be home in my heart.

2007 is my year of coming home. Not to a specific place, but the sense of comfort, ease and belonging in where I live, in what I do, in my body, in my head and in my heart.

May 2007 also bring you home, wherever that is for you.