We are officially settled in our cute, little place complete with two bathrooms, three bedrooms, a big enough back yard for crazy Remmi to run and Wesson to get pulled around in the wagon, a full sized kitchen with normal sized appliances- I have a garbage disposal!! and lastly, this momma's favorite- my own washer and dryer set! seriously I'm living the dream.
Our home :) I'll post more, as I get more situated. Turns out organizing with a 14 month old is crazy hard.
Its been almost two months that we've been back home and each day it still takes a minute to hit me that we're home.
We have play dates, go on hikes, have yogurt dates, dinner dates, I'm busy helping plan two weddings, we're visiting old friends and making new ones, we go on walks around our neighborhood and go swinging at the park, we have friends over for fires & drinks, we go thrift shopping with grandma, we have dance parties in the living room, we get to actually use our 4 wheeler (which we just paid off! 3 titles down, 2 to go!!)
1st time hiking Mineral Ridge
favorite guys on their archery shoot last weekend.
Normal is really strange through. Its amazing we moved away two years ago and now I'm home. I love that my friendships lasted and picked right back up. It is awkward running into people that I used to have relationships with and as time went by kinda faded... I forget that some people haven't left and still hold onto the past.
All I can say about that is, it's done. The past few years have reeeeally let me work through some personal issues and let me, just let go. We have all been young and mean. We've all been hurt and hurt others. We've been friends, moved on and became friends again. I've always believed that God gives you people that you need in your life at that moment. That couldn't be more true. It hurts when people's lives drift, especially when you spent every Monday catching up. I guess what I'm trying to say is life is tough. We all have challenges. The thing about moving back to the town where I graduated and went through some "growing up issues" is sometimes even though I moved away and lets just say... moved on? some people hold onto things and if that's you and you're reading this I'm sorry.
I'm a different person than I used to be. I'm a better wife, better friend and now I'm a dang good mom. I love the woman I am now. I'm not a 20 year old, selfish jerk who took every. little. thing. to heart. I burned a few bridges because I thought people should be friends like I was (or thought I was) and I dove whole heartily into "defending" what I thought was right, when really what place did I even have? Wow did I just posted that?! haha yeah I know a few people who are probably shouting "amen, you bitch" right about now. Good thing I deleted fb and now my followers probably disappeared so I probably don't have to worry about that ;)
Anyways I guess what I'm trying to say is. I'm here and trying to find a new balance without loosing what I found living in trailer park isolation. Its a pretty damn good feeling when you finally like yourself again. When you aren't worrying about every thing and finally just living life. I'm happy. I'm excited to continue to grow and develop more, find our place in this town again.
view from a journeyman lineman.
And the happiest birthday wishes go to my amazing husband. Mike works his ass off every single day to provide for us and follow his dream. He has selflessly stuck by my craziness over the years and has never once made me feel bad for who I am. Mike is my best friend and I can never thank God enough for giving me such a patient, kind man to call my husband. Happy birthday babes, I'll see you tomorrow night....<3