Being Wonderfully Lost
When we left the only town we had ever known and moved seven states away, to say it was an adjustment would be an understatement. One of the things I remember doing first was driving around. We got lost a thousand different times but in the end, we know our town better for it. I used to tell my mom all the time that we didn’t need to know where we were going, getting there was half the fun! I adore this quote and believe I will be hanging it on the fridge!