The past two weeks, I have pondered the question of what really is a home? My life has been filled with packing and moving, and it has been an all-consuming process that has prompted much soul-searching. After living in my first apartment for not quite six years, I finally moved. As I walked through the barren apartment one last time, I experienced a bittersweet mixture of emotions. My dear Mister, present through the whole ordeal, spoke of the great memories we had created in our little home, and spoke of the new memories we would be able to create in our future homes. It is so exciting to think that our little daughter will be here in four months. We are looking forward to the many memories we will be able to make with her wherever we live.
We are currently living in Livermore, California. Will started an internship at a local research lab, and he is looking forward to developing further in his career. I am so proud of how hard he works and the passion he has for Physics. When I reflect about my life, I know that my home is where ever my dear Will is. Life is so much better having him there to laugh at all the many silly happenings that occur everyday.
