one of my all time favorite musicians once said,
"when you're lonely for home, sometimes the home of a dear friend is a worthy substitute"
now, i read this from one of his blog posts years ago and it has always stuck with me. i tried to find the blog post he wrote it in but it seems that that blog no longer exists. so if you're reading this, andrew mcmahon (i'd die), i tried to credit you.
anyway, this sunday was a perfect example of why that quote has stayed with me. i don't always feel quite so at home in this country and quite often find myself missing home. however yesterday was one of those days where i felt right at home because of the company i was with. it was one of those days where paris's whole immediate family got together over lunch (and then another restaurant for coffee) and spent hours talking, story telling, advice giving, and of course, laughing.
and it felt like home.