A friend recently sent a note and said "I need you to revive your Mary Poppins blog." It's been a while, hasn't it? Hello, old friend. It's me. Minda. Let's back track a bit, shall we? Most of you know I grew up in Texas. Texas was my home for 27 years before I left and made a home in Florida. And y’all know what happened there. 🔥 (no, really. For those who don’t know, my place burned down) Then I made my way to DC where I made a home for 5 years. Michigan came next. Michigan was the job I needed and wanted but the place I didn’t want to be. But did I make it work? You betcha. I made a home there, found community, and dove in. I gave it 110%. Then a pandemic hit. When you’re in a place that doesn’t really feel like home, you start to crave ‘home.’ But where was home for me? I know the feeling of home, but I didn’t know the location of home. I’d begun to convince myself that no place would ever be home this side of heaven. Maybe that’s just the way it is. I p...