A Fiesty Life

It’s been almost two weeks since wrapping up my last tour with CMF. The last four months led up to this very moment, when I no longer needed to drag suitcases from hotel room to hotel room, city to city. Where I could fall asleep and wake up knowing where I am every morning. Where familiar faces are more than just an image on their latest Facebook post. I should be excited at the thought of being “home”, but, oddly, I’m not.

Maybe it hasn’t fully hit me yet that I AM DONE. That means, no more jaunts across the country in a branded black minivan and a 17’ box truck. No more sleepless nights to make it from one event to the next. No more road food! Wait? Why am I not excited to be back?!

There are some things I will miss though. Like the people you meet and the amazing places you get to see. I am grateful for these last two years, for affording me the opportunity to experience new places and things that wouldn’t have been possible for me before, and, while I am still reeling from it all, I am looking forward to whatever lies ahead.

D.