3 years ago today, arrived in the "Mitten"! I moved nearly 800 miles away from everything I knew, and everyone I love in New York. I NEVER thought Michigan would mean as much to me as it now does. I have endured a lot of heartbreak here, and made some of the best memories I have. I built a life from scratch. I made incredible friends and found an amazing community. I've crossed somethings off my bucket list- like learning to sail, and running (and completing) a tough mudder. I have struggled, I have grown, and now I thrive. Yet, it seems to be the trend that just as I get comfortable in a place, once I've found my stride, life throws me an opportunity I can't pass up, and another adventure begins.
In two weeks, I will be leaving it all. I'm moving to embark on another adventure in Santa Barbara, California- nearly 2500 miles away from Michigan, and over 3000 miles away from NY. I will miss Michigan, and my friends, tremendously, but you can bet I'll be back🤙❤️
A park appropriately named.
On this hike I learned that international tourists are (perplexingly) obsessed with squirrels. Can’t get enough of them, video them, take selfies with them, feed them, chase them, talk to them.
“And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human.
She was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes.
People aren't supposed to look back. I'm certainly not going to do it anymore.” -KVJ #saltbae#salty
This was the loneliest road I drove, SR-95 from Capitol Reef to Canyon de Chelly. I had no service for 3 hours and only saw 3 other cars. I will never forget when the red canyons opened up and I saw the river that formed them and all that green life surrounding it.