You know how the grass is always greener. At least that seems to be my usual thoughts. But im starting to realize the grass is actually pretty green right in my own backyard. My backyard in Kansas. After being offered a job in Denver. I started freaking out. But wait, I can't leave this town. And that song, "I'll Go Where You Want Me To Go Dear Lord." It kept popping up in my head. I guess I just feel like we are here for a reason. So I guess what I am saying is sometimes life might not always be as planned. And even flat old Kansas, with it's messed up sidewalks can feel like home.
P.S. Happy Fathers Day to my dad, dad-in-law, and husband. You guys are all pretty amazing.
