Welcome Home!

Home wasn’t a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go. ~ Sarah Dessen

They call the folks in the rooms
their "family of choice."
It's not an either/or,
not a rejection of the family of origin,
but a definition of the safety,
the love, the unity that should be home.
It's what they say about comfort,
about places to stay. 
And places not to stay are not home...
This world is not my home,
they sing. And recovery people know
the feel of a world that is not home
and welcome the truth 
that in the rooms of recovery
we're not alone anymore...
we're home.