Every time I leave Alaska I feel like I leave a little piece of myself behind. I may live in big, sprawling city, thousands of miles and millions of people away, but I'm still Alaskan at heart. Brady and I love to come back here. There is something so comfortable and grounding about the mountains, about eating at my moms table for Sunday dinners, about laughing with my family, and hiking the same mountain trails I walked as a little girl. 
I'm not sure when, or even if, I'll be back here for good. I feel like I still have some growing up, life lessons to learn, and exploring I need to do before I settle. Honestly, if I came back to live in Alaska, I'd probably never leave. Regardless of where I am, Alaska is always in my mind.
We love the 2.5 mile drive through the Whittier mountain tunnel.
Every place I've lived I've picked up a distinct set of perspectives and friends.
A few things I picked up by being Alaskan:
My casual, and never totally 'in style,' sense of fashion
My habit for buying used cars and rarely keeping them totally washed
My complicated relationship with hunting
My default political alignment as a 'conservative,' despite a few non-conservative views
My gravitation towards homespun coffee shops, as a non-coffee drinker
My love for trail running, tree hugging, animals, and being outdoors
2 comments:
You are the quintessential Alaskan! Loved all the photos. We never went to Whittier...guess we better put in our bucket list. I do know that Bakery in Girdwood though :)
The wedding day looked so lovely. Loved all your photos. The one of the girls and Liam pulling a funny face is classic.
Miss you all. So glad you are having such a sweet time with your family.
WOW love all the pictures, just looks so serene. The day we finally make it up that way we'll need you to come with us to be our tour guide. BTW i'm slowly breaking down Cory into going out to visit you guys- whats your schedule look like this fall? ;)
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