Feels Like Home to Me
When I was about 4 ½ years old we moved from town out to the country. It was still only 20 minutes away but far enough that you were in the “country.” The property was on a paved road, but not on the main highway, about half of it was wooded. There wasn’t any one for about 3 miles either way with the exception of the man we bought the property from and his wife. They were an older couple and spend a lot of time traveling to see their children. I suppose the importance of moving was because my dad didn’t want us to go to the big schools.