My Life

My Life. Not necessarily what I imagined, but has led to so much more. I distinctly remember driving down the main road of my city and thinking, "I don't want to come back." I didn't know where that came from. I'm a homebody. I love home and everything about home. Why would I not want to come back? So I pushed it out my head not think about again for several years later.



Now, I'm married to a man that is going to make move every 2-3 years. Talk about never having a stable home. Seems perfect though, in a weird sense. Home doesn't necessarily have to be a physical place. A lesson I have learned over the past 10 months. My home lies where my heart is...how cheesy...but how true. 

Here is my home now:

And thanks to the Army, we will be doing a lot of traveling over the next 7 years. I am actually quite excited.

May 21st 2010, James and I started our own adventure.

It began in Oklahoma.

Led us to Georgia.

Brought us to Italy