I was entering the main gate of my building when a bright yellow school bus honked its way to parking in front of the gate. A 10-12 year old girl got off the bus and there her father was waiting for her with her toddler brother in his arms. The minute her brother saw her, he expressed his enthusiasm with a loud shout calling out to her and by jumping up and down in his father's arms. The girl who had a slow tired demeanour on getting off the school bus suddenly got an enthusiastic spring in her step and she smiled and just simply started walking quicker to reach them.
It is that that is the feeling of coming home where the people you love and who love you have been waiting for your return and are happy to see you, not just the physical fact on entering the doors of the place you reside in. Ask anyone who is living alone, even in the most comfortable house that money can buy, what to them is the feeling of coming home and you will get very interesting answers that cannot really capture what a feeling is.
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