Home isn't a house, apartment or a condo... As my Grandmother use to say, "home can be anywhere you live as long as you have family with you." I agree with her to a point, but I hold dear those memories I have as a young child growing up on our farm. Oh how I cherish the few short years that we lived there. (Those formative years) I know that's what helped shaped my faith, conscience, and work ethic. Yes, I have many recurring dreams about my life on the farm. If I had my say in the matter of what Heaven is like, It would be the simple life we had  living on the farm, my eternal home.