The Journey Begins...

Meleca and I hit the road at 3:00 pm on tuesday. Our first stop was Las Vegas, Nevada where we were greeted with a nice hot meal and a warm bed to sleep in. We woke up at 530 the next morning to get right back on the road on our way to Denver, Colorado. Our 12 hour drive consisted of 80 degree weather in Nevada to complete rain two hours into Colorado. Our drive also included amazing conversations, lots of catching up, over 300 questions of would you rather, singing along to old classics, introducing her to some new music, talking about boys, enjoying the scenery, being so confused as to why there was rain at the end of July, and making sure we had enough coffee in us to sustain our energy the rest of the drive. Here are some pictures from along the way.

For some reason the pictures uploaded out of order...ah oh well.

I almost peed my pants in this one because of how high up we were. You can't tell so much in this picture but I was frightened.

We only passed through the tip of Arizona after being in Nevada and on our way to Utah. Of course we had to stop and take a picture though.

This was taken early early in the morning pretty much rolled out of bed. It was so hot so early!!!

Our first sign picture

Mels sign picture

This was the closest to a sign of Utah we could get. It was on the other side of the interstate from the border into Colorado.

What a beautiful place to be.

We had no idea we were going to enter into rain at this point.

The clouds were so close it felt like we could reach out the window and touch them.

Gorgeous.

If you look close enough you could see a rainbow.

Rain?

Moving

I am no longer going up to Portland, Seattle, or Vancouver. I am completely okay with this and I know I will make it up there. Hopefully sooner than later. I did extend my road trip with Meleca by a couple of days so I will enjoy some good quality time with her before she goes off to grad school.

This week I will be moving out of my mothers house. I thought I would be able to last longer than I am going to. I think it is the healthiest decision for us both. It makes it difficult to live in a place where you have no space and that itself does not help the relationship between my mom and I. From this point on I am going to try to be a better daughter to my Mom. I take for granted that I have a mother because of the relationship/bumps in the road we had while I was growing up. I want to love my Mom and I want to be a good daughter. This means making the best decisions that will help that. For now this means moving out. Maybe I will live with her again in a few months or in a year. Who knows?? I am realizing more and more that I have held on to how my brother and mom treated me while growing up. This has created underlying negative feeling towards them. I am ready to give all that up now that it is brought to my attention and be a better sister and a better daughter to my family. I want to be able to love. I want to be able to love with a pure heart. I care about them so much so it is time for me to let go.