This week was our first week back to school. There was excitement around our house, and my two boys were ready for it…they needed it. We are blessed to be at a school where learning is fun, where each child’s talents are valued, and where learning is structured around the interests of the students. The best part, as a parent, is seeing my children run to school each morning because they can’t wait to begin their day.

Being back at school, it was fun for my boys to see their friends again, and it was fun for me to see my friends again too. Being gone for most of the summer was a wonderful experience, and much needed family time. However, there is something special about coming “home.”

There is a familiar saying, “Home is where the heart is.” I guess my heart is in many places, as I have many locations I consider “home.” Of course Annapolis home; it is where I live, love and raise my children. Arizona is home; it is where I am from and where my parents still live in my childhood home. And I learned this week that “home” is at my boys’ school as well. I felt a sense of comfort and peace when I sent my boys back to school - you know that feeling you feel when you are “home.” How lucky we are to continue, no matter where we are, to be surrounded by the family to which we are born and the family we create around us.