good to be home

Cross Country Photo Album

Rather than share every little detail of our last week on the road, take a looky at our photos via the above link.

In summary, let's just say it was an unforgettable time. There's something about being on the road - constantly moving and flying by so many people in their daily lives - that shakes you up a bit and forces you to open your eyes and see things in a new way. You see how similar we all really are. You see how everyone's just trying to live their life, just like you. And you get a glimpse at how massive the world really is... the entirety of it all hits you and you feel small but grateful for the opportunity to see it all. You feel like a voyeur, always peering out the window with sweeping eyes, yet somehow you fit in just at that moment. You realize that wherever you go, you are always home. And you accept the grand placement of all things as time lays it all out.

Really though, it feels good to be home. To come back to our little apartment and the silly material things within it that bring comfort and peace. The quiet rhythm of daily life and its soothing pull that fills you up and solidifies your soul.

So much is happening now in my life... our trip was exactly what I needed to smash myself into a million little pieces and carefully, perfectly but them back in place. I am ready for what' next.