I know that moving back to where you already know people is MUCH different than moving to where you know no-one, so I feel that we have a good bit of advantage in our transition curve. At times it seems strange to be back in such a small town, where you will undoubtably always run into someone you know (or used to know) in the grocery store. And then again, that is the quaintness of it that also gives it its charm.
But most of the time, its when we are driving through the curvy, country roads into the green mountains here, in the quietness of the pastures, creeks, and thick leafy forests, and breathing in the thick fragrance of soil and humid vegetation... that is when my heart feels rested, and like I have returned to the place I know and love. The peace in my soul assures me that we are in the right place at the right time.
There's no place like home.
4 comments:
So glad you are home:). Mama
Love hearing this! Can't wait to catch up. Eventually!
looked at google maps to see your journey, use wasn't included in geography lessons at school :) But it's quite a journey!! But it's so good to read you all like it back home!! The way you discribe franklin says it all!
Welkom thuis!!! :)
Have a nice autumn!!
Love, Annemieke
my friend - the pics don't show up! I'm sad - I wanna see em! I'm so happy for you guys.
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