Finding Me The sudden halt at the stop sign moved my head forward and caused it to slightly bump onto the cold glass car window. I slowly rised my head and looked around. We were at a stop sign. I glanced over at my father who seemed to have a troubled look on his face. "why did we stop?" I spoke softly. He turned around and gave me a sad look. His light blue eyes glared at me for a brief moment. Then at once he turned back to the road and began to drive again. "I think you're really going to enjoy this town. It's alot more subtle." My fathers voice sounded edgey. I nodded my head and directed my attention back to the window. The trees rushed by so quickly. I swear this town is only made up of forrest. We took a sharp turn down a dirt road. More trees stood tall, but following along them was a quiet little river. We didn't have such a calm scenery like this back in Florida. Honestly we didn't have much in Florida. I lived there for only 13 years and I've never really had much interest in the sun and beaches like most girls. I guess I was a tad different. Leaving behind all my friends, and my boyfriend wasn't that bad. For I only had 2 friends and my boyfriend and I broke up two days before my departure. It sounds suckish but I know I'll be fine. The dirt road finally ended and the SUV's tire's began to roll over dark gray pebbles. Typical northern drive ways- It helps with heavy snow fall- I opened the door quickly and took a firm step on the new states ground. The house stood tall and beautiful. It was those type of log cabin homes that you'd see in the magazines. I looked around the perimeter of the front yard. We had no neighbors. Only the trees. And the river. "You like it?" My father stared at me for awhile. Awaiting my answer. I looked over at him and gave a half smile. "It's nice." He chuckled a little and started walking back to the car. I made my way into the house and began to look around. It was already furnished and move in ready. My father had our furniture sent in a day early so we could settle in once we arrived. Even though the new home felt warm and cozy, there was still something missing. Damn, she would've loved this place. I could picture her coming through the front door after a long day of work. Setting her purse on the counter and letting out a loud sigh. Then I'd come running in; Cheerful and happy like I used to be. "Mom! Mom! You're home!" That all would've been perfect. If she was still here.