I have been sick for the past few days. Tis the Season! Both Gabe and I are on antibiotics, so hopefully we will be feeling better soon. I am writing today because I want to share with you something very dear to me.

I am a Kentucky girl. I will always be a Kentucky girl, no matter where I live. I have been in Alabama for a year now, and even though I love the people and the area, I miss Kentucky. There is nothing like seeing those hills when driving for hours. I missed the mountains, trees, and even the dirt! No, really, ask my sister-in-law/best friend, Carrie. We had a whole conversation about the wonderfulness of Kentucky dirt. I am so thankful to be in Kentucky for the holidays. I actually forgot to pack a coat, but I haven’t needed it. It’s been unseasonably warm here.

I was raised for most of my life in South Central Kentucky. However, my roots are in Eastern Kentucky. My entire family is from Eastern Kentucky. I love it there. When I photographed Beth’s wedding, I had the opportunity to get some photographs of the mountain near my Nana’s house. Kentucky is such a beautiful state, and I couldn’t imagine being from anywhere else.

Thy mercy, O LORD, is in the heavens; and thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds. Thy righteousness is like the great mountains; thy judgments are a great deep: O LORD, thou preservest man and beast. – Psalm 36:5-6

I am moving back to Kentucky in the Spring, and I can’t wait to be back to My Old Kentucky Home! Thanks for reading! Tell me which is your favorite in the comments below!

-Kristen D.