Home
I find it amazing. Every time that I move to a new place I feel at home. It doesn't usually happen right away. Once I've been there for a month or so I find myself talking about home. Not Alaska, which is where I grew up, but wherever I'm currently living.
The same can be said for St. George. It's been 5+ months since I moved here and it's home to me. The beautiful scenery, the weather, the people.
This is home.
I've been homesick the past little while, though. Not for Alaska, or even for my home. But for the people. My family and the friends that I've come to love.
The same can be said for St. George. It's been 5+ months since I moved here and it's home to me. The beautiful scenery, the weather, the people.
This is home.
I've been homesick the past little while, though. Not for Alaska, or even for my home. But for the people. My family and the friends that I've come to love.
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