A place is just a place…

I think leaving a place, thinking that you’ll never return is bitter sweet.

In one aspect, you are leaving,

off to chase a handful of dreams,

Maybe bigger dreams,

maybe,

dreams that you didn’t even know you had.

On the other side, you’re leaving a life that was once everything you knew.

One that was filled with comfort and simplicity,

Or chaos and disaster.

Which ever way you look at it.

Know that you’ll always return to it.

Someday.

In person.

Or just in your memories.

Because if there is something that I’ve realized.

A place is only a place,

But a place becomes a home when its filled with people you love.

Canyon Texas has been called my “home” twice in my life.

Two times more than I ever thought…

Both times for different reasons.

Both times I left,

Thinking I would never return.

I went to Canyon at age 18,

fresh out of high school, ready to get out of my small town.

I had dreams of being a News Anchor,

Of playing college soccer

And mostly dreams of being better than I was before.

I met the most gracious, kind and hilarious people in those 4 and a half years.

I went from being a bench warmer and laundry girl-

To a starting position with National rings to prove it.

I fell in love with freedom and late nights,

Mixed with hard work and determination.

I lost money,

Weight,

And it was there,

that I lost my mother.

I spent weekends with friends that turned into family,

And a family that turned into friends.

College was nothing like I expected,

And even more than I could’ve imagined.

I graduated and moved home,

Canyon TX was in the past,

A little town that I thought I outgrew.

Boy, how the world turns.

Funny, how your plans are never sealed.

3 years later,

Canyon TX was home again.

Brought back by a boy and a dream.

A house that turned into a home,

And a friend that turned into family.

Who then turned

into my whole world.

A place is just a place,

But a place becomes a home when its filled with people you love.

When love is no longer there,

You leave.

I left Canyon for the 2nd

and final time.

Knowing I would have no reason to go back.

Boy, how the world turns.

Funny, how your plans are never sealed.

Last weekend I returned to Canyon,

This time for a visit.

This time with a mind full of memories,

And friends that felt like home.

I’ve got to admit,

It felt like home again.

Flashbacks and recollections,

Inside jokes and belly laughs.

I spent the weekend feeling thankful for a place that I never knew existed 10 years ago.

A place that holds so many important, valued memories and accomplishments.

A place that let me grow,

Mourn,

And call home.

 

 

 

Canyon TX- you are good shit.

(You smell like shit, as well)

 

Thank you to everyone who made Canyon a home.

Because a place is just a place,

But a place becomes a home when its filled with people you love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And I sure love you two humans, a lot…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 “To feel more at home with yourself, than any other place, is a lesson you’ll feel for the rest of your life.”

 

Choose love,

Kels

1Comment
  • Sarah Ramey
    Posted at 21:22h, 18 May Reply

    Don’t think I can love a post any more than this!! You are one of many gems I’ve had the honor to call an athlete and later friend. Cheers to more adventures and more times to see each other in the future. <3

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