Letter from the editor | Saying goodbye to long drives
This past weekend I cut my driving time down from more than an hour to less than five minutes.
I finally moved. Though I will not miss the three hours a day, five days a week, I spent in the car, there are some things I will miss. I grew up in a small community called Trapp, and I’ve lived there for the past few years.
I’m going to miss living in that place, surrounded by trees, the sounds of birds in the morning and falling asleep to the songs of toads and crickets at night.
I’m going to miss being within walking distance of my family and the random family dinners that came out of that closeness.
Though I will miss those things, I have been given the opportunity to create new things that I may miss later, such as the lovely community that has so graciously accepted me, or the bush outside my front door that is always buzzing with bees, and the fact that I get to be so close to were I work. Over my lifetime, I have come to realize a house is a place you live, but home is a feeling.
Home is where you look forward to relaxing after work, where your loved ones are waiting for you, where memories are waiting to be made.
At the moment, I have many homes, but the one I physically reside in is now located in Nicholasville.
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