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I was a little surprised with myself when I hit ‘Purchase’. I’m not the type who just buys flights on a whim. I usually purchase my flights months in advance, it’s way cheaper! Yet here I was, a week out, buying a flight home to Kentucky. The thing about last-minute flights is they lead to the greatest adventures. This adventure was personal. I was returning home to celebrate the finale of my best friend’s Bachelorette-hood. My best friend and I date back Before Puberty (B.P.). Felicia is the girl I sat on the back of the school bus with mapping out our entire lives. She’s the person who stood beside…
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It’s often said that “You can’t go home again,” once you leave, it’s no longer the same. I’ve never found this to be true. For me, returning home is always the same – a glimpse of the past. Despite everything and everyone changing, it always feels like no time’s passed. I spent a lot of my youth and young adult life despising the place I grew up. From the time I moved there, I couldn’t wait to leave. But now, having been gone for nearly a decade, I’m able to see the beauty of the place I call home. My recent trip home was a special kind of oddity. My trip landed…
