I miss Missouri. Everything about it. There is nothing like going home. Especially my tiny home town. Going to the antique store and running into your childhood friend’s mom. Or going to your cousin’s wedding and its like you never left for all of these years. Watching my brother and my dad play catch in the back yard like we are kids again. Watching the Royals World Series Parade from last year, because my dad is still obsessed 🙂 Going to the grocery store, gas station, or literally any where and half of the people are wearing Chiefs or Royals gear. I feel such a sense of completeness that I can’t explain. This trip, I got to watch my little cousin play flag football on the very football field that my dad played on in high school.
Times like these make wish I could freeze frame time.