Hi Jan, I loved your article. It is very sinilair what I've been going through for a long time now. The Londons were a very close knit family, my dad came from a family of 8 boys and 3 girls. Most all of us lived in the same town and worked and played together. My father owned a construction business and most of the family worked for him. When his 4 children grew we also worked for him. In 1988 he got sick with cancer and had to cut back, but he kept his family working. Then in 1991 he died. We were all lost. I was 46 at the time, and had never been out in the world alone. Cleaning out our office was the hardest thing we ever did, we even had a nursery so we could be with our children when they were small. Mother sold the family home soon after his death, so we had to clean out that also. Mother died a few months ago, so now we are going through her things. I have lived in the same house for 38 years, dad built it, all my children and grandchildren call it home. I have developed a lung disease which makes it impossible to work any longer, so now I'm going to have to sell it, and start over again. Its going to be a very hard thing to do. You can see why your article hit home with me, but at the same time helped . You're right HOME IS IN THE HEART, not a building. Thank you for reminding me of this. Now maybe I can now get on with life instead of crying for the past. Again, THANK TOU, GOD always comes through in some way when you need him. BJ London