I can't tell you how happy this makes me.
Okay, so maybe I can. I mean, do you see how big I'm smiling here?
Four years of minimal contact with People I Actually Relate To and it was hell on my #depression and overall well-being. Maine is a beautiful state, but it's a different world; especially in the northernmost areas. I didn't belong there, and the locals seem to want to make sure that transplants don't get too cozy with the whole thing they do with telling anyone not born the county I lived in that they - we - are From Awau. No one cares where, and you learn pretty quickly not to bother supplying that little detail, because it doesn't matter. You're not From There and no matter how long you live there, you'll always be From Away.
Fast forward to our five day drive from Maine to the Twin Cities area in Minnesota. The sign marking your entrance says, Minnesota Welcomes You. I missed my chance to take the photo but I'm going back next week to get it, because it matters to me. I instantly felt like I belonged.
Abd then there's this lady, Jill Murphy. Jill & I have been online friends since our books launched on the same day over a year ago. Because she's amazing, Jill drive to a few locations we were looking at while putting together a move in three weeks and facetimed the apartment tours for me and The Husband (yay for a new job!) And today, Jill showed up with one of her daughters to say hello and drop off a welcome bag of minnesota themed gifts. Because she knows how much I hated living two hours away from the closest Target store - she used a paper Target bag as the gift bag.
Hard cider beer for The Husband, candy for Eliana, a Minnesota tee for me, and glutenfree homemade brownies for all of us. I owe you a unicorn, Jill. And I'm making good on that promise. As soon as I figure out which box has my art supplies in it. ❤❤