"home". this town that has evolved and exploded with growth, but that still holds the pieces of my childhood so carefully. this town that leaks memories from every street i drove on and almost every building i passed. this town that held the innocence of my youth and the innate happiness of play and new discoveries. this town that reaches far into my heart and grabs hold of the simple truths of what i know. this town...my town...this town i love so much.
there were many wonderful moments along our trip to visit my sister. the comfort of their home hasn't yet escaped me...the creative energy i received from cassie teaching me beading techniques (oh.my.goodness...I LOVE IT!) is still kept within reach...the quiet moments of heartfelt connection with my sister stay close in my mind...the thrill of my first Harley ride (wow!) still lingers in my spirit causing smiles to spread across my face at weird moments throughout the day...the beauty of durango still dances in my heart, calling out to me all day...and the long ride that stirred up so much within me of where i have been and where i am going is something that sits inside...very comfortably...echoing my journey thus far and helping me realize what a beautiful road i have traveled.