I wonder how many people have mused, written or sung about home.
I would imagine everyone who has ever left.
The only word I know in Gaelic is hireath, it means ¨home-yearning.¨
It´s a powerful emotion.
For all the beauty and grandure that I´ve seen in my life, I still pin for the banks of the Grand.
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It's a funny thing isn't it. Always catching your by surprise that "Home" has such a powerful pull.
I can assure you that the banks of the Grand are still here. The riverside is just a bit nippier than the river's you're driving by right now though.
I'll trade you:)
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