We so love travel because it exposes us to other. To people whose circumstances are different from our own and to places rooted in histories that we've only read about. Travel puts us face to face with our interconnectedness and makes us more humane.
Home is more than a place. Home is a feeling—a feeling of being where things are familiar and right. It's where we can be ourselves and love what we love. It's in the arms of people who know us. Home is everywhere our memories were made.
Kelly Jones didn't know it was a faux pas to wear perfume to a wine tasting event. (In fact, we didn't even know that.) And lucky for us she broke the rules, because it inspired her to quit her job, follow her passion, and create a delightful line of perfumes that otherwise wouldn't exist.
We might groan about the dropping temperatures and biting winds, but it's hard to ignore that we can do so while snuggled under a heavy knit blanket, cocooned in a fleece robe, or stretched in front of a fireplace. And when the solution is this wonderful, how bad can the problem be?