Home Is Where the Sky Is
Good ol’ Crowley, Texas - home of the Crowley Eagles and home of me. My friend recently told me she wanted to visit my hometown. “Be prepared to be underwhelmed,” I retorted. Crowley has some of the best people I know, but there’s not much excitement. In an effort to broaden my horizons, I studied abroad this past semester, and one of the main characters in my many pictures from abroad is the sky. I hiked to high places to catch gorgeous sunsets and woke up at the crack of dawn to catch the sky awakening from its slumber. I fought crowds and found sweet escapes to take in the sky’s glory. I recently ventured back to my hometown for a good meal and some time with family. I told them I was going to go on a solo walk around my neighborhood. As I turned the corner, I was immediately in awe of the sky above me. The vastness. The colors. A cotton candy sky. It was then that I realized the sky that I admired daily on my abroad adventurous is the same sky that has been ab...