Sometimes it's that simple. . .

Hello loved ones.

Happy Voting today. I hope, no matter who you're voting for, you've remembered the importance and freedom of voting, and not taken it lightly. (On a side note: Go McCain.)

Lot's of things have gone on since I've last blogged. And under much thought and consideration, I've realized 2 things.

1.) I miss the Autumn in America.

and

2.) I'm having a quarter life crisis. (well...almost quarter life.)

I'll explain about both.

I've been living in England now for 2 years, 2 months, 2 weeks and 5 days- and everyday, whether it's known to others or not, I miss my homeland. Lately, in England the trees have been changing and the air has been crisp. No. I take that back. The air has been FRIGID. And I remember Ohio. There's this place near my parents house called White House Fruit Farm, and each Fall, it's an essential part of life. If you've never been there, you probably should go. If you have been there- you know what I mean. They have a petting farm, a pond with ducks and pumpkins. LOTS of pumpkins.

They also have a mean bluberry donut.

Anyway, there is a specialness about this place in my heart because I have lots of fun memories there- and I suppose, whether rightly or wrongly, I haven't found that place in England yet. I'm pretty sure it doesn't exist, actually. But I'll still search. There's the colors and the atmosphere. The kids picking out their pumpkins to carve, apple tasting- and apple cider. These are elements of Autumn England doesn't have. And actually, I'm ok with this because it would take the meaning away for me. One October Grant came for a week while we were dating and White House was one of the best dates we'd ever had. We picked out pumpkins, bought popcorn from the stand, Grant had his first mean blueberry donut (and loved it) and we picked out pumokins and apples to make caramel apples. Grant had never done either. It was so much fun, and the drive out is one of the best because it's somewhat out in the middle of nowhere and the trees are breathtaking.

There is no point to my ramblings, just to share my yearning for Ohio fall, the smell, the taste and the sight of it. And to plead with you to not take it for granted.

My second realization is that I am having a quarter life crisis. A real one. Not fake. And that God is in control of it. :-) And that's all I need to know- or tell. Except for this: never underestimate God's providence in our lives.

Have a blessed day friends.

And go vote :)