Funny isn't it how all your life you just want to move out from your parents house, and into something( no matter what you can afford) just have to call it your own and to have everything in it yours. Your own place, Keys, mail box, laundry and the list goes on. But when your older and you've been on your own for a while there's nothing like going home. Home Sweet Home to your parents, to have home cooking and the scent of the place and familiar things remind you of when you were growing up ( back to the times when you couldn't wait to leave).
Well that's where I was this weekend in Regina visiting the folks. Now even though we've move around my whole life theirs just nothing better than being with your parents in the house that they call home.
Sometimes the coaxing of my mother to "move home" can often be rather tempting!