Home: where your heart is...

I know my mom cried the night before I left. I know she's jaxsick, so I make sure I keep calling and texting her every where I go. I don't know if she knows I'm always momsick. You only get a certain amount of hours with your mamma in your life, so when you decide to go away for a bit, you better make sure it's worth it.  I'd like to think this trip is, mainly because it gives me something to show my mamma. Just like when I used to pick dandelions and clovers for her. (My daddy calls them weeds, but I prefer to think of them as the North American wildflower...)

Do you know what I DIDN'T know?! How the rest if you would send your love along with me! I think it mAkes my car go faster...

Here's the sampling of good vibrations I'm getting:

There were so many more! And phone calls to make sure I was awake! And texts for updates! Trust me, I'm not driving alone...

Adventure stories tomorrow. I need to finish my choir practice/arm curls....

You know....

Love you guys right back!