my truth claim is up. here’s an exerpt:
I miss the smell of freshly cut hay and seeing nothing but trees and hills for miles. I miss every shade of green you could possibly imagine in nature. I want neighbors that know the proper distance between houses is hundreds or thousands of feet, not inches. I want to let the kids run outside or to grandma�s or a cousin�s house, knowing they�ll be safe and are within shouting distance. I miss lying in the grass, watching cloud formations by day and millions of stars, clearly seen and seemingly so close you could grasp them, at night. I miss porch swings, Sunday dinner, church potlucks, and Friday night basketball games. I miss having family nearby that will just as likely show up right before you need them as they will when you call. I miss deals made on a handshake, being able leave doors unlocked, windows open, and keys in the car. I miss being around families that have been our neighbors for generations. I don�t want my children to miss those things. And they won�t.
