One Year Later

Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.

The term home is relative to me. Home is wherever I am hanging my hat. I am a bit of a nomad. I was born in Northern California, but was whisked away on the wings of necessity before I was matured. I’ve only been back once, and again the economy had its say. Poof, it was time to move again. It’s best to frame this question in terms of how “far have I traveled?”

Last year, September 4, 2023, I moved from the Midwest United States to The Philippines. That trip took me 13 timezones away from home. I moved here to wed my true love, and recreate myself. It is a work in progress, but well worth the effort. I am happier here than I have been in years. This is home, and I’m glad to be here.