This is my place. I'm here a lot since I can work from home (except when I'm helping my dad). It's a small place, just two bedrooms, a bathroom, living room, and kitchen. About all you need though. It was my grandparents' place, before they moved into a senior citizen's apartment complex on the reservation. They raised four kids here, in this tiny little house.
Like I said before, we're a close knit family, which includes extended family. That doesn't mean people don't move away: my second older sister moved north, and so did two of my cousins. There is a sister pack up there and sometimes people want a change of scenery without having to leave the whole shapeshifting thing behind.
I haven't left and I don't plan on ever leaving. This is where my family and my home are. I couldn't imagine living somewhere else. I even stayed here to get my degree. Which paid off, since I sometimes get to do some work at the university, which is always a blast.
It's funny, because even though I'm only 4 years older than the seniors on campus, they all seem so young to me, like babies, just starting to branch out in the world. But maybe it's because I've got through some tough things, it kind of gives you a different perspective on the world.
And the little things that used to annoy you, just don't anymore. And the fairytale you thought your life was going to be, doesn't really turn out, but you get something else in return, something real that you can hold on to.
I'm not going anywhere, and don't have any great dreams or aspirations. I'm just living my life and getting the most enjoyment and satisfaction out of it that I can. It just feels good to be back home, after being gone for a few months. I'm getting back into my groove and hitting the trails (well, actually I stay off the trails) again.