Arizona

Dear younger self, You’ll cry each time you cross the Arizona border. It’s a mixture of grief, longing, excitement, & uncertainty. Despite not growing up in your birth place, knowing your family, or remembering any parts of your time here—each moment here feels like home. You find home in the way the wind whispers through canyon walls and the way the sun shines on the saguaros and warms your skin. Coming back, over and over again, despite how it hurts—you’re going to grow so much. One day you’re going to see your mom and it won’t be like seeing a stranger and awkward like it was when you were 21. You’ve always wanted this; it’s not what you were expecting—I won't sugar coat it, but convent...View all