What is your meaning of home? We all settle in a place for a reason, I guess. Its not important to some, to others its a key life decision. I stayed in my hometown nextdoor to my folks (my wife loves that)for 22 years now. My only brother, 9yrs older, fled when he was 18, and never looked back. The youngest of six I thought I was all set. I am now 49 and the picture isn't so rosy. It has become shockingly aware to me that I will never suceed financially. On my 2 mile long road I count 6 father son neighbor setups, which is great. But, my siblings all chose exciting careers/towns to pursue and became quite comfortable. I stayed, much like George Bailey(minus the friends) in "Its a Wonderful Life. While my siblings made money and set up homes in greener towns with better economies, I went away to school and moved back home to what was "comfortable" and "home". We don't farm, the land is rented, and my dads shop had an anti nepotism policy which is okay with me, so I chose my own career. Now, its not so comfortable. The folks are elderly, slipping, and need my daily monitoring, my job is stagnant, my children are nearing college, the town I live in has been in its own 10 year recession and looks like it has been bombed and my siblings are all very busy in ther happy towns. It is now a fact that I will never be able to retire before I'm 70. I now know I made a poor career choice money wise and I can live with it, but my children will be the ones to suffer. I am around many wealthy people daily that openly flaunt their wealth and it pains me so, not for me, but for my children who may not have the "chance" their kids will get. I see the disappointment in their faces when they see that we cannot buy or go or do what others do. We have never been in a plane, or on a cruise, a restaraunt is a rare treat. We were poor growing up and did without lots, but my dad did good in the end of his job. It has been a bad day, a bad week. The checking account balance is zero. It looks like it will be a bad month, too. My paycheck isn't enough anymore. I am thankful, though. I have a job, believe in God, work hard daily. Am I whining? A little. But I am so tired and weighed down. So, my question is-What is home, and why choose it if it means a sacrifice? Thank you end of rant, Tom