Heartbreak.

I had never really had my heart broken before. I know. Lame. Shoot lasers at me with your eyes. But it's true. I have heard its rough. That it consumes you and makes you ache all over.

I feel like for the first time ever, maybe I have a broken heart.

I haven't lived in Minneapolis for a long time now but all of a sudden I am longing for it. My heart aches to be there. With the people, with the lakes, with the crazy summer storms. I want it all. I want to make friendship bracelets with that little city and stay forever.

We lived in Minneapolis one year exactly. Which is crazy. But I feel like when we moved back to CA, there was so much excitement with the baby, and Brandons new job that I never had time to feel sad about leaving the best place ever.

Maybe it's just one of those days for me. Hormones have taken over and I am ho-hum about my perfect California weather and my napping angel upstairs. I'm all like " give me humidity and Mosquitos and lightning!"

Seems nuts to trade all this in but I just kind of wish I could be in both places at once.

I LOVE YOU MN.

Back to our normally scheduled happy go lucky posts tomorrow.