Some places are just like that.
A place to call home.
Grandpa’s couch.
Home sweet home.
Feeling homesick.
Missing home.
Missing my own.
Missing my son.
Some people are just like that.
They make us feel like home.
They share and they mean it.
They will be missed.
My home is always open for them.
It is funny how life is.
Some homes are made of stone.
Others of feelings.
Good memories
And good friends.

Home sweet home
Is wherever your heart is at.

So far… And yet, at home.

PS: Merci beaucoup Sol.
PS2: Proficiat met je verjaardag Fransje.
PS3: Jeg savner dig vildt, Mathias, min skat.

PS4: You can buy this painting at: http://www.naive-kunst-in-berlin.de/kuenstlerdergalerie/lucianamariano/