A story about a random stop in the middle of a ‘finding myself’ journey quite a few years ago now.
It was a journey where I hopped in my car by myself, driving halfway across the U.S. and just figuring it out along the way.
And it was BEFORE cell phones were a common thing. I distinctly remember stopping at a phone booth to call my mom and let her know where I was. Nerve wracking just thinking about all of that now.
But that journey… well, I have great memories of it even in my barely 19 year old crazy no plan quest to find myself. And it also led to meeting a charming boy with the kindest blue eyes and sun kissed skin in Montana… and who had horses.
Those horses pretty much solidified the yes to that first date. 🙂
But there was much more to that of course, and I was surprised to find out that there was also a story about the red, white and blue. Read the rest story here…