Monday, July 28, 2014

I don't know when I started to love my hometown.

But I really do now.

On this trip, I was there for about three days in between flights, and this time everything - the tiny roads with fields on the sides, running into ten people you know while out to breakfast, the Saturday morning market, the animals from my old home, the tornado siren and thunder lulling me to sleep. And I got to see my grandmother, my mother, and my dear, dear sister.

What a fantastic trip.

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