The last day as a workin' mama...

Its hard to know where to begin this post.
I guess I'll start by saying that we moved to this beautiful little town just over a year ago. We knew no one. Once we were settled in, I started looking for a part time job. Thankfully, I was successful. In more than just obtaining a job. I met some pretty awesome people. They all made me feel welcome and at home. The main two women on my shift were both mothers as well. My manager, having a 13 yo and 11 yo boys, and another Co worker having having 2 children close to the same age. They treated me equal. They didn't look at me like a young mother (I'm not even that young of a mother...22?!). Maybe it was because they, too, had their children around my age. Who knows. All I know, is that I will never forget these two. So obviously I plan to keep in touch.
My manager was the best manager I've ever had. So many people had issues with her. She was everything you'd want in a boss. Friendly, sociable, does something other than standing around, and understanding.
My coworker was such a sweet woman. Always bringing baked goodies in for the team, she took our family photos and Leah's good 'ol TWO years old photos!

When I went in today, there was a "goodbye and congratulations on the new home" card. Signed by some of my Co workers.
When I left I couldn't help but get choked up sitting in the parking lot. I cranked the music as I drove across town to my "for now" home, windows down. My last time leaving from what used to be work. I soaked in all that beautiful sunshine shining through the windows, the cool spring breeze blowing through my hair. It was sort of bitter sweet. Call me crazy but I love this town. Like, legit love. Maybe its the name, maybe its the gorgeous scenery... the 2 rivers we have flowing through...the crazy hills, the sweet people, the NORMAL people.

**sigh**

When I was 16 years old, I drove through this town on my way to a tournament. I knew right then, that this was where I wanted to live. That someday, I would live here. Forever.
Well, a year isn't exactly forever, but I'm glad and so happy that I got to spend that here. I guess its better if you move around --a bit anyways-- so you know exactly where is right for you, where home is.
Secretly, I plan on coming back here some day. But for now, we're going where life is taking us. Moving up in the world if you will.

I'm so ready. So ready to be a sahm. For a few months anyways. So ready to spend this summer with my family camping, beachin' it up, going to the safari, Canada's Wonderland. I. Can't. Wait.
This summer is going to be a.m.a.z.i.n.g.