Blogging... despite the incredible amount of content that I have. I've got an amazing archive of all of these places I've visited. Yet, I have writers blog. I just don't care about sharing myself on this format as much. I don't worry about my images and content. I don't need the following and I'm just no longer interested or truly engaged in maintaining this blog.
Last Saturday morning I was in Oklahoma. I got my wildflower shooting in. I'm glad I was home, but at the same time it was a trip where I experienced the most pride in my son and it was the worst trip that I've made home.
I was so homesick the week before. I am so tired of the snow every week that we get here on the Colorado Plateau. I just wanted to go home and feel like I was at home.
But sometimes home isn't a place. Home is a person.
And I didn't have that person last weekend.
2017 has been an incredibly difficult year.
I just want everything to be okay.