Where the heart is

I love how a single picture can flood your mind with a million memories.  I miss my Blue Stars.  I saw a picture of me from the beginning of spring training last year; it filled me with all the emotions that come with working hard for an end goal and accomplishing it. I love how I can remember what we did that day simply by how much we did, or what chunk of the show we reps on, or what field we rehearsed on.  I miss my sun-kissed skin, natural beautiful looking self.  I miss my friends and I miss being in shape.  The Blue Stars are my valentine this weekend because my heart is missing the place I call home. 

Enjoy this slideshow of things that might not be great pictures or things that mean anything to you--but remind me of what it is to work hard and be passionate about something. 

Happy Valentine's Day.