I have been really good so far about not buying clothes for Miles yet. After all, we don’t know how old or big he will be when he comes home, or even that he will be a boy for sure. So far I have limited myself to a few really practical, gender-neutral yardsale finds, but when I saw this little shirt at the thrift store, my inner cowgirl just HAD to have it! I’m thinking it will make for some super cute pictures of Miles with Papa Wayne’s old hat=) And for just 1.50, I think I can live with it if it doesn’t fit.
Maybe it’s the holidays that has me feeling homesick for Wyoming. And maybe an army brat doesn’t really have a home to feel homesick about. Actually, I have lived in Arkansas now longer than I ever did in Wyoming=) But it just doesn’t feel like home the way Wyoming does. I just don’t feel the same connection with this place.
Family, wide open spaces, beautiful places, the first state to allow women the right to vote… I mean, what’s not to like, right? Here are some pictures of my “Happy Place”…
Sunrise in the Tetons
Undine Falls, Yellowstone
Ayers Natural Bridge State Park, my all-time favorite Wyoming spot=)
Alongside the road somewhere between Newcastle and Douglas
early morning fog, Yellowstone
Okay, now my inner cowgirl is itching for for a road trip=)
And on a more serious note, I wonder sometimes if Miles will feel this same sort of connection when he thinks of Vietnam that I do when I think of Wyoming…
I hope he does, because our roots are important.