I want to go home …

It is that time of year again. 

Rosh Hashanah. 

And I want to go home.

I want to be surrounded by family large and small, wide and thin, happy and sad. I want to be enveloped with noise of laughter, shouts of young children, sunshine, the sea, and eating all together. 

I cannot help it. 

And I just want to say …

… I want to go home.