I just got back from a vacation with my wife and one of my daughters to London, Paris, and Italy. It was two and a half weeks of forgetting normal responsibilities, seeing new things, experiencing fascinating cultures, and being with people I love – awesome!
Coming home from such great adventures is always hard for me. I mean there are good things, like seeing my other children and the comforts of home, but I would be happy to still be out there in vacation world for just a bit longer. A friend of mine that just returned from a similar trip said it was nice to be back at home sweet home. I don’t feel this way. What does this say about me?