Home Sweet Home
Dorothy was right.
I just returned from ten days in Europe and I can declare there truly is no place like home. Especially when your home is America.
Don’t get me wrong. I love Europe. I love everything about it. The history, beauty, culture, and the people (and of course, the gelato). I can’t wait to go back. And believe me, I am thankful. I know how lucky I am to be able to travel, have these experiences, and share them with my family.
I also know how lucky I am to come home, and to call America my home.
Yep, Dorothy was right when she tapped her heels three times and chanted There’s no place like home. Oh, and about those ruby red slippers: they’re definitely Made in Italy, I’m sure I saw them there:)
Expect more posts this week about my trip!
Peace Love Profits,
Blake
