Do you ever miss the place you moved from, even if there were things you disliked about it? I'm really missing the West today; the mountains, mostly. I'm missing seeing them out the window, the fantastic weather, the great hikes and gorgeous drives.
I'm also missing the missed opportunities I turned down, such as being a wrangler for a dude ranch, which is one of my dream jobs, and is on my bucket list.
I feel like we got rushed to move back because of the health state that Josh's grandma is in. I love most of MI, but I love the West more.
/Meagan pity party. Cookies if you read this and aren't ready to slap me.