Isn't it ironic, don't you think? A little too ironic...
I never thought I would say this, but I am going to have a hard time leaving Utah permanently. It's not that I condone the bigotry or intolerence, or I particularly like trying to find my car in a giant parking lot in a mind-numbing snowstorm; it's more that this is the only real "home" that I've ever had. Home is what you make of it, I know, and when I was in Virginia, it felt like home, and when I go to Arizona, I'm sure that it will be home for me too. But I've kind of grown to love this little neighborhood I'm living in. Granted, everyone has 3 kids under age 5, no one here my age is single, and EVERYONE is LDS (as if that couldn't be determined by the previous two factors), but it's not altogether too bad. My mom and I have our own little "heathen" clique (we don't go to church EVERY Sunday, and we are both single), and we have a pretty fun time of it. We don't get along all the time, but I have to say she is definetly one of my best buds. I'll miss her, and our cute little house (I thought the novelty of living in a townhome would wear off, but it doesn't - I still love it), and especially my baby Zorie. Leaving her is going to be so hard, which sounds retarded because she is "just a cat", but I love her to death. I've had her since she was 5 weeks old, and she is my "baby doll face princess head sugar plum fairy." But I'm excited to go back to Virginia, especially to a part I'm not really familiar with. I've never leaved by the beach, so this should be cool. Overall, I'm excited, but I feel like it's the calm before the storm - the minute I get on that plane, I know that a chain of events is going to start that will cause my life to never be the same. I don't know what's going to happen there, or if it's going to happen there at all, or something resulting from a domino effect, but I know that something is going to change my life dramatically - forever. That makes me slightly nervous, but really excited.