There are places that hold memories and friendships and all the things we can’t buy- this is one of those places to me.
Growing up, we camped…. a lot. I definitely had mixed feelings about it as I went through different stages of life and enjoyed keeping to myself a lot of the time. I guess I never really came to appreciate it (along with many other things in life) until I grew older.
My fathers side of the family owns 20 acres of property in the high desert of Southern California that we call “the zoo.” There have been several memories and stories to come of this piece of land and it’s kind of wonderful if you think about it.
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We packed up my Jeep and took off for a couple of days. Expecting cold weather and dry winds, I packed for the occasion. Not only did I leave my ENTIRE bag at home, I had none of my warm clothes with me. So THANK GOD my mom overpacked. But, without my clothes it really brought me back to myself. I know that sounds materialistic but I was so upset when I realized my bag didn’t make the trip with me. I borrowed my moms jackets and I had to make a trip into their tiny town and buy drugstore underwear. Despite my diaper butt and lack of my staple items- we had a blast. I didn’t even miss anything I packed and I kind of forgot about it honestly.
I got to show Justin around where I essentially grew up over the years and we did it all. We shot skeet, rode motorcycles and played horseshoes. It really hit me that this place was super special watching it through someone else’s eyes. Getting to go here right before the new year was perfect timing. It reminded me that through every doubt in life, I’ll always have a place to remind me of my humbleness. There’s no material factors there, your looks don’t matter and no one cares if you’re wearing drugstore underwear.
I want to implement more of this in the new year. Less of caring about every detail, more of embracing the unknown. I wish everyone the happiest 2018 and to remember after every shitty day comes a beautiful sunset. Always continue to radiate light and stay chasing sunshine.
XOXO,
Granny panties.
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