I feel like every chance we get to visit Arkansas, it's a rediscovery of ourselves.
We embrace all the growing and changing.
We remember the roots. That anchor of home.
The adventures met with solid familiarity.
The laughs and drinks and sighs of relief.
We see how far we've come and how close we have stayed.
We introduce huge parts of our lives to each other.
And although doing things differently may be hard...
there still manages to be quite a bit of rediscovery and magic.