There are a few feelings that come to mind when I think of my hometown. Of course, there are both good and bad feelings. But, mostly good.
First of all, I want to start by saying thank you for everything. You've shaped me into the person I am today, and for that I am so grateful. Between all the good and the bad, I wouldn't be the person I am today without all you put me through.Thank you so much for the good, the bad, and the ugly you've shown me.
The first thank you I'd like to say, is thank you for making me appreciate the little things life has to offer. From the little parks and the little bird dog place on the corner, I learned to appreciate the small things that end up meaning so much. I learned to cherish things that seem so meaningless, because the "meaningless" things always seem to mean the most. For me, it's that one road lined with trees the whole way down that the sunlight hits just right in the morning and the evening. You taught me to never take things for granted, because you never know when that small thing that means so much is no longer there or close to you.
The next thank you I'd like to say, is thank you for driving me crazy enough to leave. If growing up in a small town did one thing for sure, it's driving me insane with the gossip and the lack of things to do. Thank you for making me get out and see new things. If you hadn't driven me practically insane, I never would have left for a college and hour away to have the experiences of a lifetime.
Furthermore, thank you for allowing me to meet some of the best people. Whether or not every person I built relationships with from my hometown is still a close friend, they still played a role in my life. No matter their presence, or lack of, in my life today, the people you introduced me to taught me irreplacable lessons. For that, I'm thankful for the lessons they taught me and the memories created in our little town we call, or once called, home.
Lastly, thank you for making miss you. No matter where I've been, and where I'll go in the future, you'll always be the place I call home. You'll always be the place that I grew up, made mistakes, learned to drive, went to school, and did everything else for the first eighteen years of my life. You'll always be the place that I love to tell people about, and the place that I'm proud to be from, no matter how small or boring you may be sometimes.
At times, we all say we're leaving and so ready to get out, but I'll always have the memories and miss the things my hometown provided me with no matter where life takes me.
Sincerely,
The One That Calls You Home
