When my parents were visiting, I borrowed my dad's camera. I went to download the pictures I took of my kids, and found these gorgeous sunset pictures he had taken at the beach. I grew up with this beach just down the road from our house, and looking at these pictures made me pretty homesick. I never made it out to the beach over the summer when we visited because we have both families to see when we go back home, and time is at a premium. But I miss the beach! I miss looking across the narrow part of Lake Michigan and seeing the Chicago skyline. I miss standing on the shore, and looking across the waters that seem as vast as an ocean. I miss home! It was a crazy year. We moved twice, and we've had to readjust over and over to new and different places and people. I realized last Spring that since we did not go back "home" for Christmas, it was my first winter that I hadn't seen snow. Not one flake living in South Carolina. I know we'll see it here in Missouri, but it feels very different here, too. I don't think "home" will ever be our home again, but I'll always think of it that way.