I love Illinois. I love the drive. I love the feeling I get when we leave the mountains and head for the plains. It gives me a lot of peace to see the lush green Midwest. The feeling I love the most is when we arrive and we have so many happy faces to welcome us home. So many changes in such a short time and every single change is noted with as much detail as I can take in so that it will last until I can go home again. I love my family, but sometimes it is so hard to go home because it is SO hard to leave. As we leave Illinois, it is heartbreaking because I never know when I will get back. I know that as the plains fade into my rear view mirror and I see the mountains ahead, stress awaits. Not bad stress, but just a very busy life that I am so blessed to have.
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