Julianna Morlet is the girl behind the lifestyle blog, The Girl That Sings. Her blog is focused on her journey as a homemade singer, writer, speaker. If she could sum up who she is in one sentence it'd be, "A visionary idealist who wishes to conquer the world before her 25th birthday." She is the eldest of six children, and is being well-seasoned and fashioned by this life. From sexual abuse, to a blended family, to a baby sister with leukemia, to college in the mid-west and her journey as a homemade singer and worship leader, she has been led to a faith in God that cannot be shaken. You can find her at juliannamorlet.com, Facebook, and Twitter.
This week has been emotional. It seems like every song that shuffles on my iPhone or every shows that I watch has some underlying thread of leaving and change. I'm beginning to think CHANGE may be more common than we realize.
I'm a very sentimental type. I like and dislike places, people and food based on my experience with them.
I eat Bakers burritos because it's all my sister would eat when she was in the hospital with Leukemia.
I only drink Mexican Hot Chocolate because it reminds me of Christmas time at my grandmas.
I like shopping at Costco because it reminds me of my childhood (8 person family = Costco).
The Fall is my favorite season because it reminds me of the new notebooks and freshly sharpened pencils of my college classrooms.
The Golden Spoon on Hwy 79 South tastes better because that's where Ty met me for frozen yogurt once.
Aqua Di'Gio swoons me because it was the cologne Ty wore on the night of our wedding rehearsal.
I rock out to Kelly Clarkson and Walk to Remember Soundtrack because it reminds me of the Mexico Youth Trip 2005.
I like things because they remind me of someone, something, somewhere.
Don't we all?
I am going to miss this town, these streets and these sweet people. And while I'll only be 2 hours and 5 freeways away, nothing will replace this amazing season of my life. This town grew and pushed and fashioned me into who I am today and for that, I will be forever grateful.
Goodbye, my childhood town. I cannot wait to come back to you with my children someday and show them how to remember.
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