> nothing beats the comfort and security of one's parents home, especially during the holiday season.

A bit morbid, but reminds me of this passage by John Quincy Adams:

> Everything about the house is the same. I was not fully sensible of the change till I entered his bedchamber [...] That moment was inexpressibly painful, and struck me as if it had been an arrow to my heart. My father and mother have departed. The charm which has always made this house to me an abode of enchantment is dissolved; and yet my attachment to it, and to the whole region around, is stronger than I ever felt it before.

Hope you get to spend the next Christmas with your family!