I’ve learned over the years, that home is what you make of it. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a physical location where you live and/or sleep. It doesn’t have to be with your parents or your spouse or even your children, if you’re blessed enough to have them.
Home, for me, is with the people you see in the pictures above. Each photograph was taken with different cameras and/or smartphones. Only a handful were actually taken by me, which would have been more than likely taken on my old Windows phone, iPhone 4s or iPhone 5s (current point and shoot)
Each individual person represents a different “side” of my personality. All of them together represent my heart. These are the people I live for the most. They keep me grounded and sane. They got my back and I have theirs.
Thank for reading…
The Southern Yankee
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I am an aspiring writer trying to find my place in the world. Writing makes me happy, save lives much like coffee, and keeps me grounded. To honestly know me is to understand my way of thinking, my quirky, sarcastic side comments, and left uppercut verbal jabs and side-eye death stares. I’m simplistic but can often be very complex in nature. I love life to the absolute fullest, but I am human; therefore, I have more than my fair share of ups and downs. I am a giant kid, so being goofy comes naturally to me. I secretly strive to be the next Ernest Hemingway, J.K. Rowling, Zora Neale Hurston, or Shonda Rhimes. I openly and stupidly wear every bit of my heart on my sleeve and refuse to apologize for or minimize my true, unedited feelings.
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Well put, Yankee!
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Thank you much!! =D
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Wonderful to have friends & a place to call home.
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it is isn’t it? they’re my everything!
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Absolutely.
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