So life is a game. Each day we get a new spin o' the dice and a chance to play again. I love that! I love that each day brings something new, possibly exciting and wonderful.

I recently returned from a trip to England and Scotland with my Mother and our family friend, Susan. Our time in England was wonderful (as I'd never been there and got to experience new things). However, it was my time in Scotland that truly warmed my heart. The Scottish heritage and pride run deep in my veins. I am connected to my Mother's homeland in a way I can't even explain. I feel at home there, even though I was born here in the States. When I'm in Scotland, my heart feels right, I'm at peace and the chaos of my everyday world escapes. I want to go back. I want to watch the waves crash on the shore of Pennan or Aberdeen Beach; I want to sit in a quiet wee pub, savoring the smells of tea and scones; I want to watch the boats off the shore of Portsoy and the clothes swinging dry in the sea breeze; I want to see the contrasting green landscape with the bright yellow gorse of the countryside; I want to take my camera and document every inch of the country; I want to take Avery and show her the land of our heritage and hope that she finds the Scottish blood runs deep within her heart, too. I want to go home.