Sometimes I think there must be two completely different sides to me. Sometimes one of those sides is stronger than the other, and then the other one will take over for a while.
See, there's a part of me that wants to live here:
Back to the desert, where I was born. I have wonderful memories of my life there as a teenager. There are a lot of opportunities there, and I love that. At the same time, I don't know that it's "me" anymore. I just don't think I'm a city girl anymore.
Several days ago, when that horrible tornado hit Joplin, Missouri, I was watching the coverage and as they interviewed people, my heart said "Those are my people." That is my home, and it's who I am. I love the lightning bugs, the songbirds. There was a time when we had a mama fox and her three babies living outside our back yard. We could sit at the back door and watch those babies play. I love Silver Dollar City, and Branson in general. I love that my kids can audition for a play and it doesn't cost me money. I love the yards that are big enough for a garden, a trampoline, and almost whatever else you'd want to put out there. I love watching the news at night and laughing about the things they talk about, because there hasn't been any major crime story that day. It's just a simpler, slower way of life. And it's me.