An Ozarks Summer's Eve

I am so blessed to live in the Ozarks. I love to sit out on my deck as the moon rises and watch as hundreds of sparkling fireflies light up my yard. During these peaceful and quiet moments, I think of all the people and things I am grateful for. I am surrounded by love and abundance, which gets me through times of trial and frustration. I am reminded that my purpose is for something greater than myself and my little desires.

I came to the Ozarks through a series of unhappy tribulations. I thought moving here only a means to get to somewhere else. Then one day it dawned on me that this is where I'm supposed to be, at least for now. Today, I thankfully call it home. I haven't stayed in one place this long in many, many years. I want to raise my children here in the comfort of forested hills, rolling prairies, and verdant meadows.

I don't miss the sound of traffic roaring past my window or the starless night skies of the city. I have access to everything life in the city affords, without the overload. But most of all, I have my Ozarks summer evenings...with an ice cold glass of sweet tea and nature's abundant entourage.