My hometown.

I may or may not be contemplating a move back to St. Louis. Nothing is set in stone, but it is a decision that I am in prayer about on a daily basis. Weighing my options and waiting for that certainty to completely engulf me. This video certainly sways my soul. It's strange how sometimes spending some years away from a place can remind you just how special it really was. Especially when you spent your entire life in that one place. Honestly, it is scary and overwhelming to think about another cross-country move. But something inside me says it's going to be time to move on to a new zip code. Not tomorrow. Not next month. But probably within a year. I miss my family and friends that are there. I miss being able to see my little brother whenever I want. (Here come the tears.) My dad asked him what he wanted for his birthday this year and he said what he says every year, every holiday since I moved away. "I just want Amanda to move back!"

Here's the deal. I don't know what the future will hold for me. I just want what God wants. Sometimes my plans are aligned with his and sometimes they're not. But wherever I end up... it is always, always good. So for today, I'm just loving St. Louis from 900 miles away.