My home town . . . I always liked it growing up but sort of had an itch to leave. I had many opportunities (great, wonderful, rare opportunities) to leave, but I could never bring myself to do it. I swore I'd never attend BYU, yet I did, and I loved it. I swore I'd leave after I graduated from college, but it took me almost two years and a dumb boy (ok fine, I married him, it worked out) to drag me away. I grew to love this place more than I can say.
I like Phoenix, for many reasons. The warm winters are fantastic, the jobs are really great, I've met some amazing people there and I've had some amazing experiences . . . but.
There's always a but.
Phoenix isn't HOME.
Phoenix doesn't look like THIS when I walk out on the back porch of the house I grew up first thing in the morning:
Er, sorry about the date stamp? I hate my Mom's camera. Phoenix doesn't look like THIS from any college campus.
Phoenix doesn't have my big group of bestest friends (with the exceptions of Rhonda, who I am eternally grateful to in Phoenix with me, and Sheila . . . but she just BELONGS in So. Cal, so it's hard to picture her living here now!)
Phoenix doesn't look like THIS from the side view mirror of my car:
Phoenix doesn't have my pseudo nieces and nephews, all who are so cute I just want to eat them up, and I feel like I'm missing their childhoods, and they won't remember me and it makes me sad . . . and did I mention they are cute?
Phoenix most definitely doesn't look like THIS:
Or THIS:
Or THIS:
My life is in Phoenix. I am building a beautiful new home in Phoenix that I am SO happy to move in to. I have a wonderful job in Phoenix. I have a loving, amazing husband in Phoenix . . . but
My heart misses it's home.
4 comments:
Home misses YOU! It was so fabulous having you here this weekend - I will miss you terribly when you leave. But remember when we were talking about how gorgeous Provo is, how cool is it that we got to grow up here? And the best part - this will always be home to you. We will always have too many memories to count and so many more to create each time you're here. LOVE YOU!
Well get the hank on back then...and wow, we live in a pretty place. DANG. For all of it's annoyances, Utah is quite breathtaking.
Ah honey, I'm sorry you feel that way but I do understand. It's the way I felt about Phoenix when I lived in Chicago and Indy. There's nothing like the smell of the desert when it rains, or the way the warm air feels on your face when you're riding in a convertible in the middle of summer at dusk, or that beautiful shade of pink/purple that the McDowell Mtns become at sunset in the summertime. These are a few things that I missed when I left home. I am lucky and priviledged to live in my home town and I'm glad that I met such a wonderful friend like you here. (And if you ever decide to leave, Dan and I will come get you and bring you back!!!!)
Smooches!
Stacey
uh, hi. Did you know that they employ people in Utah? Did you know that they have houses here too? Didya? Apparently, people can both work and live here! You might wanna look into that...
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