When my family and I moved to small town Missouri two and a half years ago, we felt a little like fish out of water. Living in a small rural town in the middle of nowhere was completely foreign to us and though adjusting to small town life was difficult, we fell head over heels in love.

In love with winding back roads, fields of wildflowers,

abandoned barns, beautiful horses,

and some of the most friendly people we’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.

But alas, our time here in small town Missouri has come to an end.

Our lives have been stuffed into boxes,

loaded onto a truck

and hauled off into the sunset along a dusty gravel road on its way to Washington state.

We’re leaving a house full of memories and a community full of friends behind, but we’re excited about the new journey ahead.

Goodbye, house.

Goodbye, little town.

Goodbye, Plato, Missouri.

I was here.

*I’m celebrating my life’s journey and photographing my red Converses wherever they lead me. It’s all part of my personal, lifelong photography project – the I Was Here Photo Project. Click on the image below to learn more.