There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays...

'Cause no matter how far away you roam

If you want to be happy in a million ways,

For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home.

I never truly understood the meaning of this song. 

I thought it was silly.

You shouldn't have to travel to be home, I would think to myself. Or even, Shouldn't home be right where you are?

I did not realize how twisted that thinking was.

Since coming to college, I have debated so many times what the meaning of home was. I scratched and pondered, thinking that home should be where I lived. 

But I've come to realize something.

Home is the place where the people I love are. It's the warm, fuzzy feeling I get when I walk into the house I grew up in and see my parents.
I can call that home. 

And as I am at college, although I am not too far away from where I call home, it is, especially at this time of year, good to come home.