still waters

Maybe I'm running away from my problems, so what?

I do not want to face my town alone, because I am not ready yet. I have no emotional support system there and all my friends will be scattered across the country. I came to live on my best friends farm three hours away until I am forced to make the journey back to my home for Thanksgiving. I will have to leave people that understand what I'm going through and have helped me through this process to a place that will bring back every memory I can't handle.

It is amazing here. I love her family as much as I love my own. They have taken me in and loved me as if I was one of their children. It is so crazy how much love I have for people I barely know, but I feel as if I have been accepted as another cousin. I love it here so much. Quality time has been the best over here as we dance our booties off in front of the TV and play random board games. The greatest feeling has been the feeling of being included. It's like I'm one of them. I want to stay here forever.

My mind is at peace when I look out the window and see God's creation. As I sit in open fields and let my heart give the wind all its worries, I watch them get carried away from me. My feet carry me toward gravel roads and a little girl asking to hold my hand. I have been able to be myself and relax around people that care about me.

Thank you for letting me run away from my problems, Paragould. The waves of emotion aren't drowning me here. I can breathe again.