Home is where your heart is. Which leaves most of us Modern Americans with our hearts spread all over the place.

My sister and her kids were here for the entire month of June.  They have been gone a week and we miss them so much!  I think their presence, followed by their inevitable absence and (on the same day of their departure) the birth of my new little niece in Utah have all conspired to make me terribly terribly homesick in a way I don't often feel.  I need teleportation abilities.  Or I'd settle for a bottomless bank account.