I must admit, I am a little jealous of the hermit crab, his tiny, mobile house on his back everywhere he goes.
Time on the road has it’s joys and advantages, but there is nothing like spending restorative time at home in the presence of those you love.
I may not be able to take my home with my everywhere I go, but like the little hermit crab, there is something I hold deep in my heart that reminds me of everything that is dear and familiar to me, even when I am far.