This morning (Without even knowing this was my subject of the day for my 30 Days of Blogging.) I was driving to work and thinking to myself, "What am I doing in Provo, Utah?" Generally when I have this thought, and I have it A LOT, I become angry and I think of Washington and family and everything that I love about home. Not today.
Today I remember that I was not happy at home. I was in a rut. I was living a life that I did not want to be a part of. At all. I needed a change. I needed something drastic.
Jump 4 years from that miserable time in my life... Oh I got drastic, alright.
Even though I can't bring myself to call this place home, I am willing to say that I have, at times, found myself content in Provo, Utah. I do not want to settle here. I absolutely do not want to raise Ayla here. I want a great deal more for my life than Provo can offer me.
But days like today remind me that Provo is just what I needed once-upon-a-time. Provo saved me from a life that surely would have held me back and brought me down in ways that I do not want to think about.