When I was younger I didn’t REALLY understand how hard it MUST have been to let me GO.
I left Texas when I was 19.
I just wanted to go…experience something different.
It had NOTHING to do with my family…
I KNOW it was HARD for them.
To just let me go….
because they HAD to.
I was an “adult”…
(when I read that I LAUGH!)
Not even CLOSE.
I just wanted to GO…
to live on the beach.
after having 4 children of my own.
4 children that LIVE in my soul.
I can’t even IMAGINE how hard that was for THEM.
I ….being ME….just WENT.
I remember telling my Dad that It wasn’t SOOO bad.
“Dad-Think of the people in the PIONEER days? They just went…no phones, no communication. It’s not THAT bad!”
I had NO IDEA.
I blame ….YOUTH.
After spending a week with my Dad and Suzette…
It HIT me. It must have been SOOOOOO EXCRUCIATING for my family.
I was soooo 19.
CRAZY, YOUNG, STUPID, and SELF-CENTERED.
Dont get me wrong….
I LOVE My life.
I feel like GOD put me HERE for a REASON.
I would not be who I am today…If I WOULD’T have moved.
It forced me to make REAL LIFE decisions…on my OWN.
BUT…That dosen’t make it easier to say GOODBYE.
Maybe even HARDER.
Because I NOW REALIZE how precious these times are.
How precious FAMILY is.
How precious TIME is.
How precious LIFE is.
Love you ALL…Jana