
05/09/2025
🏡✨ I am not houseless as a nomad.
Home is where the dog is.
Home is where a cat curls into your lap, where chickens scratch, bunnies hop, and canaries sing the morning awake.
As a kid, my parents would pack us up for four-day weekends or long drives to Florida, Tennessee, or hidden gems like Wellsboro — the PA Grand Canyon. Those adventures planted the truth in me: home is where your hat is.
Now, I hang my hat in houses filled with love, peace, and serenity. Every sit becomes a home. From the first sunrise I watch over a quiet property, to the last bedtime snuggle with a pup, I feel the roots of belonging grow — even if only for a season.
And when it’s time to leave, I cry in the driveway, already missing the paw-prints on my heart, the laughter of the families who welcomed me in, the wildlife that became my neighbors. Because I’ve learned how to make every house a sanctuary.
Home is what you make of it. Whether it’s a house with a foundation, a house on wheels, or a house entrusted to me for safekeeping — love is what makes it home.
And in between the journeys, my home base is sometimes my best friend’s house, sometimes my mom’s house. I’m grateful I always have a place to land. Because the truth is — I love the open road, I love house sitting, I love every single fur baby I meet… and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 💜🐾
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