I don't think you have to leave Iowa to appreciate it again. I spent most of my 20s wishing I could move to Florida or Hawaii, to get away from the land that raised me. Suddenly I realized how important family is to me. Then, I returned to my love of the land and I hope I never forget about it.
A truly lovely post, thank you for lifting up this reflection. I am hopeful as I see more voices of faith calling us to love the world of which we are an interdependent part.
Thanks you. Your words and images have enriched my memoir writing. My husband and I returned to my home farm in southwest Iowa where we grow food for our neighbors. I sometimes write about my experiences growing up in Iowa.
I don't think you have to leave Iowa to appreciate it again. I spent most of my 20s wishing I could move to Florida or Hawaii, to get away from the land that raised me. Suddenly I realized how important family is to me. Then, I returned to my love of the land and I hope I never forget about it.
A truly lovely post, thank you for lifting up this reflection. I am hopeful as I see more voices of faith calling us to love the world of which we are an interdependent part.
What a lovely and well-written piece!
Wow. Just wow! The title resonates with my love/hate relationship with this state that revives yet sucks away my energy. Thank you.
Thanks you. Your words and images have enriched my memoir writing. My husband and I returned to my home farm in southwest Iowa where we grow food for our neighbors. I sometimes write about my experiences growing up in Iowa.
Truth and beauty here. Thank you!
Lovely.