200: i miss my life in the desert

once upon a time y'all, i lived in the desert.

i was there for a little less than 2 years but in that short time, i came to love that place. not so much the heat (although i loved my coatless winters) as the scenery.

we lived in a beautiful small town with mountain vistas on every side.

i moved away because i left my (ex) husband and with baby bliss being a year old, i felt it would be best to raise her back home near my family. so she and i moved back east.

if i had built up a strong network of friends out there, i would have stayed. i had a few friends there but i didn't feel i knew any of them well enough to leave my small child with them while i worked. and some of them were already working moms.

fast forward to now...

i've had countless days of wondering what our lives would be like if i had managed to stay out there. today was one of those days.

i was driving home from the bank this morning and something drew my mind out west, to the desert. as i turned onto the main street that would bring me back here, i found myself scanning the horizon for mountains that i knew weren't there.

and i felt like crying.