Moving On...

I cannot right now number all the places I have lived in my lifetime. I know the names of the cities and towns involved. Places like Lydick, Los Angeles, Greencastle, Vincennes, Avon...and more. Most of my years have been spent in locations in or around Indianapolis. In some of the towns I have lived in more than one place.

This is a picture of my current home in Bloomington. Nice home. Nice town.
Living in many places is now the norm for most Americans. It wasn't always so. Some of us old-timers can remember hearing stories from our parents and grandparents about how they lived their entire life in the house where they had been born.
But life changes...and lifestyles change...and nowadays most of us move on from one home to another quite often. I wonder what we have lost (if anything) with the advent of this new way of living (from place to place)?
I suspect we have less attachment to a "place" as "home" than did the generations that came before us. And so, it becomes necessary for us to work hard at making "where we are" a wonderful and memorable "home" while we are there.
Moving on is not always easy...not always fun...not always what we would choose if the choice were only up to us. Maybe moreso than ever, "Home is Where the Heart Is."