I grew up in Puerto Rico and is where I grew up. I always think of my beautiful island as my home, that is home to me. I’ve been in Las Vegas, Nevada for the last 8 years. My two sons were born in Las Vegas, so I believe that’s why Diego my oldest call it home.
Recently we went to Puerto Rico for a 30 day vacation. The last few days Diego started saying, let’s go home, let’s go to Las Vegas. I want to go to my room and play with my toys.
Believe me; it’s not for a lack of toys in Puerto Rico. Diego had all kinds of toys, friends and family to spoil him every day.
It just got me thinking, home is where we grew up, it’s were our hearts are or it’s something else?
What is home to you?
What you consider your home?
What does it mean to you?
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