Simple Living

I spent the long weekend at the lake in Texas, just like I do every year, but this year the trip has stayed with me well past my flight back to California. Maybe it was the old friends I saw or the new ones I made or both, but I keep thinking about how happy and content everyone seemed - proud to be living simple lives in small towns with good friends and plenty of family around all the time.

It made me jealous that what is a once-a-year event for me is an every-day event for them. Four years ago (or is it 5 now), I couldn't wait to get away, but seeing how happy everyone is, I can't help but think about what it would be like to go back...