I’ve lived in several states during my 32 years but there is no doubt where home is. Home is hot, humid, gun-toting, hog-calling, sweet tea drinking, and southern. And I love it. Over the past few weeks I’ve said a lot of goodbyes and shed a lot of tears. This move is very bittersweet to me. I’m not going to say I’m not ready for the new adventure before Cole and I because I really am but saying goodbye is something I don’t want to have to do. Thank you to everyone who made the last few months so memorable during all the stressful times of this big move. I’ve been told that people my age don’t have large close-knit groups of friends. I don’t know if that’s true or not but regardless I feel incredibly blessed for my motley crüe. No matter the distance we will always be friends and there for each other. Not only do I have a fab group of friends but I’m also blessed with a mom who I’m incredibly close with. I’m so lucky for her and so thankful for everything she has done and does for me. These people are what makes it so hard to leave. This may be goodbye but it certainly isn’t for good. Love you guys!