Yes it's good to be home.

So the term Yooper, in the dictionary, is a native to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. By dictionary terms, I am not a yooper. Some natives here say if you stick it out thru seven winters, you are a yooper. I have only lived here one, therefore I am not a Yooper. And there are some, they say it's an attitude and it's in your heart. If that were the case, I would be closer to a yooper than ever.

Black Rocks opened up this weekend so the first chance I get, Monday after work, today, I go to the gym, do my workout, and fly to black rocks in my yoga pants and UP tshirt that says ' I call it home'. I never thought those words would ever ring truer than they do now.

I am sitting out on Black Rocks just writing away, listening to the water slap the rocks, just teasing them. It's very calm today. The sun is bright and I can't even tell you how beautiful it is. If you have seen it, you know.

Years ago, I thought I would never leave wisconsin. I love wisconsin. I love our cheese and our Packers and our pride. I just loved wisconsin and I still do. But it is no longer home for me. I always wondered where I would hang my hat once my kids were older. Now I know.

This is home to me. My big ol lake. I can call it mine because right now, in my moment, in my bubble, it's mine. It is yours when you need it to be yours. Right now, in my mind and in my heart, it is mine. It is my home. My peaceful lazy Sunday driving every day of the week, my appreciation of all things tasty like pasties and cudhigi, my love for the people up here and the Yooper pride, my infatuation with the lake...she is magnanimous. The rocks, the water, the depth, her voice when she talks to you, her emotions when she is awake and angry or just wanting to be loud, she is motherly. Carrying ships from east to west and back and forth, north and south, she means business. She is not to be messed with. And she is home.

How do you get enough of this? I can't seem to. I don't want to leave, I could sit here all night. I may get cold and my battery would die on my phone but eh, who cares right :-)

The great thing about living up by Lake Superior, even tho I say today she is mine, there is enough of her for everyonr in the world to enjoy. Not just the locals, like me haha. A local, no longer a tourist...haha. not just the tourists, but everyone.

Time to go walking and soaking in the energy that just seeps into you when you are out here....

#lovingyooperland