change is hard. and it is life. but no matter where i go, there is one place i will always call home. because i am still my daddy's little girl and i need my momma sometimes.
i didn't grow up and move somewhere crazy (although i am going to live in New York someday) and Idaho is similar to where i grew up, but i still miss my beautiful little valley sometimes.
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| the lake. my lake. | |
because this is what it is like there. jealous yet? it's ok if you are. you can visit sometime. taking a walk down by that lake is like going back to my roots. all of the uncertainty is gone and i can almost touch heaven...like God is looking down and saying "CC girl, it's gonna be ok. life will work out." being there, with the cold sand in my toes and my puppy pulling the leash, is kinda like wiping a chalk board. it's a place to reset. i will be forever grateful for wonderful parents that taught me to love nature more than the world. and let the beauty of it seep into my skin, not bounce off and leave me unchanged.
and i miss driving the divide. crazy, right? when i was speeding up this hill on the way to school or rehearsal or a million other things my senior year, i never thought that i would actually crave the drive. the trees and the swaying road.
but is it any wonder that i do?
ps...shout out to my best friend Ali. remember how we loved and adored this house? yeah, me too.
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pps...if you know that quote, we can probably be friends.
