Goodbye, Fort Hood.
Why must all good things come to an end? For the last two weeks, my heart has been happy. My soul has been smiling. I have some of the best friends a girl could ask for. I've grown closer to them than I am with my own blood.
There's something kind of magical about our group of friends. Something that brought us all together. A bond that even thousands of miles can't break. I have a really hard time opening up and letting people in, my entire life I've had this issue. Our friendship didn't happen overnight, but over days, weeks, months, years, these girls have become my sisters. I am so grateful for them. I would take a bullet for any of them.
It's made me realize though that I'm not really living right now in Atlanta. I'm just getting by, every day. I'm not happy. When I get home, some serious changes are about to go down. I'm not about to slip back into a depressed funk.
I'll leave you with some photos we took yesterday before our final workout together.
Tomorrow I'm running the Hot Chocolate 15k, if I can make it to the expo tonight to pick up my bib!
Goodbye, Texas. It's been real.
I'll see you all back in Atlanta.