A Place Called Home

Kintyre has been the place we've lived for 25 years, and the house I'm writing from, our specific residence for 10 years. And we're not going anywhere. But in my life, as a kid and as an adult, I moved house about 20 times. It's not a recipe for a settled, secure existence. That's why this house and Campbeltown have become so important to me.

We've found our home. And having one isn't a given. Many people don't even have the physical house, let alone that special emotional shelter, that gives us the security to spread our wings and try new things. If we want to.

If you haven't got a home right now, don't stop looking, or working to build one. It's a precious thing to have, and I'm certainly not taking mine for granted.

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