My Town

I would just like to go on the record and state how much I love my town. Seriously. It cracks me up because way back when... I was like obsessed with this town. I always was drawn to this place. Now it could of been in high school, cuz I was dating a guy from here, or it could of been that this was the closest fast food for 30 miles from my home. I'm not sure which it was, but I always liked it. For fun on a summer night my girlfriend and I would hop in the car and drive the 30 miles west to come hang out in this goofy little river town. For no reason other than we could. Oh and it had a theater that was a plus too!

I wanted to move to this town in '93 after I got my first real job. (The one I'm still at incidentally) anyway I wanted to move to this town, but my parents put the kabosh on that because they were afraid I'd start stalking the local boys. They were probably right. LOL. So I moved further north to the town my job was in. And while I was there it was weird because I made great friends but it was never "Home" I always wanted out of that town. Strange.

I digress... the point is... I was reminded today how much I love this town. Not because of anything spectacular but because it's small, beautiful, and it's home. I have wonderful friends here, but it's more than that. It just fits. I like it here. My friend called up today and told me to grab the boy and meet him over at the local ski place where we climbed the hill to watch the air show. The air show was fine, but it was way cool there. I've never traipsed around that place, let alone climb the goofy ski hills. I guess there are bike paths, and tons of stuff back there. So I'm up there we're watching the air show and I said... "Isn't it crazy? Look how far up we are and you can't even tell there is a town down there cuz of all the trees." And that led into the whole our airstrip is turning into a commercial air strip soon, and the stupid freaking water park that might come in, etc etc. And I stood there and I said... i don't want it! I don't want it. I'm all for jobs, and local businesses etc but I love my town and I love the people and I love the way it is. I don't want it to turn into a silly Sandusky OH.

I love going up town and running into at least 3 people that I know. (incidentally rodmaster... did I see you TWICE yesterday cruising town, while I was out hitting the garage sales?) I love that my town has a goofy ski place where you can traipse around the trails, I love that having a bonfire is a regular thing in my town. And I love that i know someone behind the counter by name in each establishment in this town. (well... except for Fantasies, of course... **laughs nervously**) I love that I got a dishwasher from the gal behind the counter at the party store, and I love that when I go into a certain food joint they KNOW my order, and they know my sons name. I LOVE it.

Anyway there is no point here other than to say... I love my town, I love my life, and for the first time in a really, really, REALLY long time I sat there on a ski hill, and took it all in and it hit me.... I'm happy. I am honestly and truly happy! Which is so great. It's like finally coming up from this fog. This crazy fog. I'm beginning to do things that I've missed out on for the last few years. I'm doing things that I liked and enjoyed but was not allowed to do. Like being a dork, and not getting a lecture because of it. I'm beginning to feel like me again. (dorkiness and all) And I like it. And most of all... I can tell, I can feel it in my bones.....

I'm home.