Joy's thoughts and things

Mid pleasures and palaces

though we may roam,

Be it ever so humble

there's no place like home.

Thoughts: Every night just before I crawl into bed, I look out my bedroom window.

I wonder who's still awake and who has gone to sleep.

I wonder if my neighbors know how glad I am to live among them.

I wonder if they know I feel safe because of them.

I wonder if they know they make me heppy.

I wonder if they know that I would not want to live anywhere else, because of them.

Things: Meet Helen Home

She's a happy home.