Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Home Is Where Your Heart Is
I grew up in Oklahoma, pretty much in the middle of nowhere. (the above photo is of my "backyard") When I was younger, I of course couldn't wait to get out and try life in the "big city". I never thought I'd miss the slow pace, wide open spaces, and fields of flowers.
Back in June, I traded the wide open spaces for steel and concrete, and moved just north of Dallas. And while I think it was a wonderful decision, because I'm able to be with Sean every day, I miss my home more and more. I miss being able to take my time when going places, I miss being able to leisurely drive at a comfortable pace (the drivers in North Texas are INSANE), and I miss looking out my window and seeing the big, beautiful field that I'm so used to. I'd give almost anything to move back now, but it will still be a while before I can do that.
No matter how far away from home I go, I know my roots will always be in the beautiful place.