There is something so utterly soothing about sitting on the front porch in the morning, listening to the lake and enjoying the breeze. Sometimes- it’s surreal. This is where I call home now. I am lakefront living and I love it!
Making this move was a hard decision. It’s quite a ways away from family (yet I’m still reachable- It’s only an hour away) which sort of defeated the purpose of me moving back to this horrible state. I wanted to be closer so I could have help with mini Demon while I finished school and worked. I have been doing it on my own for the last 6 years, so It was time to have help.
In my mind and soul I knew that I needed to be closer to the water. It’s where I belong. I also knew I missed the beach and the south, and want to end up back on the beach in NC again one day. What better way to compromise that moving lakeside? It’s been an amazing as I has hoped living the freshwater life could be, and while I miss the salt life, this will do for now.
This post is in response to the The Daily Post’s One Word Prompt Challenge “Local”