My Austin bankruptcy attorney was waiting for me when I got back.  I had taken a quick trip home and just gone fishing, while I tried to think through what I was going to do with my sudden turn of bad fortune.  Business was bad, really bad, and my debts were really, really high.  And getting higher.  I was looking at losing over 20 years worth of hard work.  Still, I didn't feel sorry for myself.  I'm a fighter.  I just wanted to know what to do to avoid having to file.  It was like admitting defeat.  I didn't want to do this.  I dropped a line and waited for the answer to come to me.  I was home for the first time in over ten years.  I drove for an entire day to get there, and it felt good.  I saw some old friends right away, and saw  a lot of changes.  Whole blocks had disappeared in those ten years.  I couldn't believe it.  The house I grew up in was still there, but my family was all gone.  That part depressed me a bit.  But I still felt it was home.  Home was never where I was, but it was a place where I lived.