I COULDN'T WAIT TO GET HOME!

Today I drove home from Tulare to St. George in 7 hours, record time for me. I didn't stop once; not for food, for gas, to use the restroom or to stretch my legs. I didn't want to stop, it's almost like I couldn't. I didn't want to leave Tulare but I couldn't wait to be home. It's so hard to leave behind the family and friends I love so much. This week I had two funerals, a wedding, and some time supporting a family member at the hospital. I think I felt every feeling possible these last 9 days - love, sadness, worry, regret, joy, resentment, exhaustion, anger, disappointment, envy, and everything in between. I miss the life I had in California. I think I'm the same person. I hope I am, in all the ways that matter most, but in many ways I know I'm not. I have a different life now. I have a new home and a new community and new friends and new interests. I want to have the best of both places. Last night when I left "my person" at the hospital, had dinner with my favorite guy, and held my beautiful 6 month old great great niece I didn't want to leave but I couldn’t wait to be home. So I continue to keep all the love and joy of both places in my ♥️ and hope I can beat that record time of 7 hours!