Day 2355: When you live in the beautiful state of Washington, a rainy day or something in the overcast category is pretty much all you see come fall, and well into following calendar year. On the occasion that the sun decides to grace is with it's beautiful face during this period of darkness, we have learned to embrace and take advantage of the rare opportunity. Wait, what? It's sunny? Quick! Break out the shorts! No worries if it's 45 degrees! It's Seattle and that's sun!
I've lived in Florida so I am fimilar with what sun truly feels like. Hot and sticky and wait, it's Christmas? But lucky for me, we are stationed where I grew up, and when I step outside and feel the crisp, clean breeze, and smell the freshly cut green grass, I know this is what home feels like.
Sure, I'm probably biased, after all I had never lived anywhere else for the larger part of my life. But when you can sit on a grassy hill, not overly roasted in the beautiful afternoon sunshine, gazing lazily at the vibrant forests of evergreens, overlaying the majestic mountain range, how could you not be in love with a place?
Darling Dear and I met in Washington and spent the first part of our relationship exploring all it had to offer. I had lived here for most of my childhood and Darling Dear had been brought by the Navy. Growing up, my family and I spent time camping, hiking, biking and whatnot, but doing those things as a couple are just different. I can't explain it. It's like experiencing them new all over again, and boy, the things Washington had to offer us.
We were lucky that in our slew of duty stations, we were given the opportunity to come back, and timing has left us hoping we can explore Washington again as a family, rather than just a couple, but only time will tell. But for me, this will always be home, something that I will embrace, rain and all.
