where in the world?
I have four favorite places in the entire world.
1. My bed. It's not altogether the most comfortable place in the world (that mattress, I swear wants me to need a chiropractor in my life), but it's a safe place, and generally a warm place. Except that one Christmas when we turned off the furnace (yes, I know) before we left on our trip to Utah. We have a gel mattress pad...and the gel was frozen when we got home. I don't think we slept in our bed that night. I digress. Like I said, it's safe, warm, and happy. Plus, I get to sleep there, which is one of my favorite activities.
2. My parents' house. Boise will always feel like home to me. It's not where I necessarily want to end up, but it's where I'm from. And my parents' house is cozy, my family is there, I have nothing immediate to worry about, my dog is there, and I sleep better/harder there than anywhere else in the world (I swear this isn't supposed to be the theme). I love it. I'm always happy there.
3. California. Ohhhh baby. It doesn't matter what time of year we go there, as soon as we cross the state line, my heart just gets happy! It's almost inexplicable, except that, there will never be a time when I don't want to be at the beach. Unless of course there are extenuating circumstances, like hurricane, tsunami, etc. Otherwise, gimme that sand, sun, and water. My heart is truly fluttering right now, just thinking about it. And here we are in this landlocked state. Blegh. California also holds some of my favorite people in the whole world. I've got the best best best in-laws anyone anywhere ever had. Ever. This is a whole other post for a whole other day, but let's just say, I've felt like family since the first week I stayed with them when P got home. My closest besties are down there. One day ladies. One day. Last reason for California: Disneyland. No explanation required.
4. Marinduque, Philippines. I have never felt more alive and thriving than I did on this tiny island in the pacific. The place is pure jungle, generally has no electricity, and the beaches...I'm crying on the inside with the memories. I have yet to find a place more relaxed and happy. P and I dream about going back there together. One day.
You will find one obvious place missing from this list. Utah. The entire state. I have no desire to be here, and keep my sanity with the idea that this is only a transitioning phase, we just have to make it through graduation, and we never have to come back. I'm not bitter. But I can't handle this crazy place with it's crazy people. I'm not naive. I know crazy people are everywhere. They're just so very concentrated here, and all the crazies I've met are members of the church. That's a post I'll never write because I don't want to have to repent for it. Just remember that honesty is my favorite policy, and I wish it were more abundant here. On the other hand, some of my closest friends are here, so they kind of help balance out the crazies. A little bit. We love our friends to death and have been so blessed to meet so many genuinely fantastic people in our lives. You all know who you are. Give yourselves a pat on the back because we've relied on our friendship with you to get us through on more than one occasion.
In closing to this somewhat purposeless rant, I know I'm where I'm supposed to be. For right now, Utah is our place. It won't always be, but for now, this is home. And for now, that's ok. But I cannot wait to see where the future takes us. Maybe I'll find new favorite places in the world.
1. My bed. It's not altogether the most comfortable place in the world (that mattress, I swear wants me to need a chiropractor in my life), but it's a safe place, and generally a warm place. Except that one Christmas when we turned off the furnace (yes, I know) before we left on our trip to Utah. We have a gel mattress pad...and the gel was frozen when we got home. I don't think we slept in our bed that night. I digress. Like I said, it's safe, warm, and happy. Plus, I get to sleep there, which is one of my favorite activities.
2. My parents' house. Boise will always feel like home to me. It's not where I necessarily want to end up, but it's where I'm from. And my parents' house is cozy, my family is there, I have nothing immediate to worry about, my dog is there, and I sleep better/harder there than anywhere else in the world (I swear this isn't supposed to be the theme). I love it. I'm always happy there.
3. California. Ohhhh baby. It doesn't matter what time of year we go there, as soon as we cross the state line, my heart just gets happy! It's almost inexplicable, except that, there will never be a time when I don't want to be at the beach. Unless of course there are extenuating circumstances, like hurricane, tsunami, etc. Otherwise, gimme that sand, sun, and water. My heart is truly fluttering right now, just thinking about it. And here we are in this landlocked state. Blegh. California also holds some of my favorite people in the whole world. I've got the best best best in-laws anyone anywhere ever had. Ever. This is a whole other post for a whole other day, but let's just say, I've felt like family since the first week I stayed with them when P got home. My closest besties are down there. One day ladies. One day. Last reason for California: Disneyland. No explanation required.
4. Marinduque, Philippines. I have never felt more alive and thriving than I did on this tiny island in the pacific. The place is pure jungle, generally has no electricity, and the beaches...I'm crying on the inside with the memories. I have yet to find a place more relaxed and happy. P and I dream about going back there together. One day.
You will find one obvious place missing from this list. Utah. The entire state. I have no desire to be here, and keep my sanity with the idea that this is only a transitioning phase, we just have to make it through graduation, and we never have to come back. I'm not bitter. But I can't handle this crazy place with it's crazy people. I'm not naive. I know crazy people are everywhere. They're just so very concentrated here, and all the crazies I've met are members of the church. That's a post I'll never write because I don't want to have to repent for it. Just remember that honesty is my favorite policy, and I wish it were more abundant here. On the other hand, some of my closest friends are here, so they kind of help balance out the crazies. A little bit. We love our friends to death and have been so blessed to meet so many genuinely fantastic people in our lives. You all know who you are. Give yourselves a pat on the back because we've relied on our friendship with you to get us through on more than one occasion.
In closing to this somewhat purposeless rant, I know I'm where I'm supposed to be. For right now, Utah is our place. It won't always be, but for now, this is home. And for now, that's ok. But I cannot wait to see where the future takes us. Maybe I'll find new favorite places in the world.
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