I've been waiting for this day to arrive for a long time. I have reached the 300 day mark since I began my journey west. 300 Days. Holy Cow. I wish I could sum up these three hundred days into a nice little sentence, but these last 300 days have had more emotion and thought than one sentence could say. At some point in their lives, everyone leaves home. Kids go off to college, people get married, people move, people grow up, sometimes people just need a change. When I made the decision to pack up and leave home I didn't realize that I would be leaving such a big piece of my heart behind. It's the place where my friends are, where my family is, where my love of an open road lies, where life was easier and way less busy. I had no idea what to expect. I was ready for wide open spaces and a whole lot of new faces. I still get homesick. I don't think that will ever change. As much as Utah is great, Florida has so many great things about it too. I miss the small-town feel, th...
Come What May & Love It.