Artsy with Mya

 Home is such a funny concept to me and I feel like it has been for a long time. I have a lot of homes and I consider them all my home in one way or another even up to this day.  Obviously my first home is the home that I grew up in Kandiyohi. It was the home that I most remember from my childhood. It was my home before my family and I went to Zambia and it was my home afterwards too. I had lived in pretty much every single room of that house before we moved to our new house and that place will always be my childhood home.  Then of course there is my home in Zambia, the first one there. It's the home that my dad built for our family and I can still remember the exact layout of the floor plan and the outside garden and landscaping. I especially remember the huge porch that we had and back then I would actually get up early enough to watch the sunrise when it was still cool enough in the mornings to need a blanket outside. That house in Zambia is such a special home to me a...

 I haven't posted anything on here for a long time because I honestly have been really in such a weird place of limbo for most of this year. So close to the start of this year, I had no idea what I was going to do with my life beyond the same old, same old. I was working at my parents store and living with them and my siblings.  I thought about what I could do to jumpstart my life (in a way) or at least what I could do to make a change in some way. So I decided to apply to teach English in a foreign country. Did I know what country? No - I figured that out later. And as most everyone probably knows - I decided to teach in Thailand.  Some people (including my parents) have asked me why Thailand? - why this job? - what made you choose this?  The long and short answer of it is that once I started preparing for this; I just never stopped. Over the past two years after I graduated from college I have thought about pursuing a lot of different things/careers/ideas with vari...