August 1, 2016:
I’m about to go to bed, but I wanted to share something beautiful. I was making a keychain and I looked up to see this beautiful grasshopper sitting on my strings. I smiled because it brought me the exact feeling of being a little girl at my old house walking the deck during a warm summer night. I would watch as all the leaf bugs and grasshoppers jumped toward the porch light, gathering and dancing. I manifested being back home. Cinderland gives me that nostalgic feeling. I am my 9 year old self here. Nothing to be. Nowhere to go. I simply feel at home. I sort of laughed at myself because I was praying for years to move back home and I’m beginning to realize that home is simply where I feel welcome.
I’m about to go to bed, but I wanted to share something beautiful. I was making a keychain and I looked up to see this beautiful grasshopper sitting on my strings. I smiled because it brought me the exact feeling of being a little girl at my old house walking the deck during a warm summer night. I would watch as all the leaf bugs and grasshoppers jumped toward the porch light, gathering and dancing. I manifested being back home. Cinderland gives me that nostalgic feeling. I am my 9 year old self here. Nothing to be. Nowhere to go. I simply feel at home. I sort of laughed at myself because I was praying for years to move back home and I’m beginning to realize that home is simply where I feel welcome.