I grew up in one house. We moved to it when I was four, and when I was in the fifth grade, the 13th and 14th members of our family finally joined us, Sarah and Melanie. When we moved it was hard to leave what seemed to be the 17th member, the house itself. But sitting here in my sister's house tonight, watching my mom put a beautiful wedding cake together for my brother's reception tomorrow, I feel the same feeling here as I used to growing up in our old kitchen. So it's really not where you are, it's how much you love those you are with.