When living abroad, it's not always easy to visit home frequently. When I do visit, I relish the drive home from the airport...seeing the shops...getting on our driveway...the flowers...the steps to our house...the furniture...the decor..the smell of home - all so familiar. It's a wonderful feeling! Our family has grown; my young nephew taught me another love. More than ever, I am conscious that every minute that passes is another minute I have less to spend with them before I leave home again.