The brothers and sisters we grew up with, the friends down the street, were all consequential and consistent elements of our lives for the longest time.
The street where we lived, in the city or town we grew up in, is our original home.
At some point we move away — as do your siblings and some of your friends — and home becomes a place you return to. As we age, as we take on new roles and begin families of our own, and depending on the distance, we don’t get home as often as we should or as often as we could.
Home is part of your bigger community.
Phone home, just to say ‘hi’ or “how are you doing”, or “I miss you.”
Recharge that connection.
It’s all about the feelings.