well, this week, i am home sick. i miss my family and can't wait to see them.
there are a few things that i have just been thinking about that makes me smile and gives me this warm fuzzy feeling inside.
those things are.....
1. seeing these two ladies.
3. knowing that at some point i will eat piggy park, norris', pool room, big chic, or even just in grandmomma k's kitchen!
4. seeing shelley and her cute little home and her being excited to see me.
5. jumping in the truck to feed the cows with daddy.

7. pulling in to this small town and knowing every road, every red light, and every store!
8. when i hit the flint river bridge on the way in i sing to the top of my lugs this very song and for that moment my heart is truely content.....
*There are few things pure in this world anymore,and home is one of the few.
We'd have a drink outside, maybe run and hide if we saw a couple men in blue.
To me it's so damn easy to seethat true people are the people at home.
Well, I've been away but now I'm back today, and there ain't a place I'd rather go.
I feel home,when I see the faces that remember my own.
I feel home,when I'm chilling outside with the people I know.
I feel home,and that's just what I feel.
Home to me is reality,and all I need is something real.
Feeling alright, heading out tonight, maybe out to a dark driveway.
I say now some feel bored, and some are looking for more. Well, we all just decide to stay.
We got nothing to do, and I look at you I see something that I know and love.
and with the crack of a smile we all stay a while we know from home there ain't nothing above.
Well in the end we can all call a friend well that's something I know as true.
And then a thousand years and a thousand tears I'll come finding my original crew
cause to me throughout eternity there's somewhere where you're welcome to go
I said it's something free that means a lot to me when I'm with my friends I feel home.
I feel home,when I see the faces that remember my own I feel home,when I'm chilling outside with the people I know.
I feel home,and that's just what I feel.
Home to me is reality, and all I need something real Home to me is reality, and all I need something real I feel home.* O.A.R.

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