Home

Where is home? What is home? Is it Home or home? Ever since moving to Ireland, this concept of home has been difficult to define. For the longest time, I told people that "H"ome was where my dog was, and "h"ome was where I was living. But what really is home?

Looking at Urban Dictionary Definitions:
1. What a house becomes after the person owning it has had sex in every room.
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3. A word that means something different to each person who uses it. A person's home can be the place where they live, the place they grew up, or the place where the people they care about live. In the case of some people, home is a variable concept, changing dependant on the placement of another person or object, or a person may even consider his or her own body the only 'true' home.

I think I will finally admit that, for me, Denver is home. It just feels right. Knowing so many great people who live there makes it feel right. Watching the clouds coming over the mountains makes it feel right. Running in the foothills makes it feel right.

When I left Denver I didn't really think it would ever be home again, and that's been an idea which has been hard to part with. When I left, I never really imagined going back there to live. I didn't think so many friends would still be there, or have moved back. I never imagined that my family would grow as much as it has.

I don't know what will happen in the next 2 years... But, I'd say there is a good chance that Denver will be Home and home in the coming years... time will tell.

More Photos...

Piper and Bailey Decadent dessert with Mykel

Decadent Dessert with Ona (and Stacey) in Breckenridge

Awfully big bite...

Ryan and Jordan chillin with books

Am back home in MA. I had a great trip home.

Home..

Giving Haley a better view..
Jordan and Haley climbing on the Columbine Memorial
Jordan and Ryan playing
Seeing Julia (pregnany belly not shown) and Travis
Family Dinner at Tom and Irene's

Having a great time in Denver. Fresh snow today.

Have a great Thanksgiving.

36 Hours...

Until I see these cool kids..

Happy-ish Place

end of the changing colors

look, snow

I went to a lame lecture this week, well two of them, and both times thought how I'd never get those hours of my life back. Similar feeling this morning as I was surfing the web at home for useless crap. I was so disgusted with my recent foul mood and wasting time that I jumped out of my chair and grabbed my rucksack and hit the trails. Was so nice to be out and about. Nice and cold and crisp out. Very refreshing. Hence, the genuine smile.

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