13. Somewhere you’d like to move or visit.
I think this post will be interrupted quite a lot by pictures. Where I used to want to live changed pretty frequently– most often, it was simply characterized as “Not Here.” Now that I have someone with whom I will share a life (this is the face I might be making at imagining that), I think moving everywhere I’d like to live will be slightly more difficult, but I am excited at the prospect of visiting the following places.
1. Underwater hotels. No, seriously. Look at this place. Can you honestly tell me you wouldn’t love to stay there at some point? (As long as scuba divers weren’t creeping on you when you slept.)
2. Redwood Forest National Park. Despite my family’s extended travels over the years as my brother and I grew up, I’ve never been to the West Coast (California, Oregon, Washington). Quite a few of the next places will involve there, one of which includes the famed Redwood trees in California. Did you know that people have lived up in them before? That just fascinates me. Also, they’re ancient. God designed them to last. In a world where so much is fleeting, these trees have stood there for quite some time.
3. Crater Lake. Can’t explain this particular desire, other than it’s really pretty.
4. Oregon. Anywhere in Oregon. Just… anywhere. This is a picture of Proxy Falls.
5. Greece. Hooray! An international location! Let’s just be honest, it’s not just the awesome architecture that’s there, but it’s also the food.
6. The Four Corners. The idea of being able to exist in four places at once sort of fascinates me.
7. The Grand Canyon. My future husband has been here and gotten a picture on the ledge. I might take some persuading to get to the edge, but I’d love to do the same thing. Maybe even hike down to the hotel at the bottom.
8. Alaska.Everybody I’ve met who has been here says that it’s the most beautiful of all 50 states. Also, am I the only person alive who wants to see the Northern Lights?
In the end, though, I’m just excited to go anywhere. I’m happy as a clam when I’m on a new adventure. Like Dave Matthews says, it turns out that it’s not where, but who you’re with that really matters. I’ll close with one of my favourite quotes from a Jodi Picoult novel:
“How could he convey to someone who’d never even met her the way she always smelled like rain, or how his stomach knotted up every time he saw her shake loose her hair from its braid? How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turned the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker room, or underwater, or in the piney woods of Maine, bus as long as Em was with him, he was at home?”
That is precisely how I feel. It matters not where I am, but whenever the Lord goes before or behind me, I am at home.