My husband has spring break this week. He asked where I would like to go, and without hesitation I said: Hastings, Nebraska. No question. I lived the first few years of my life there and then we moved. Almost once a week I have a dream about Hastings, but didn't know how much was rooted in reality. I felt like it would resolve a lot of things in my subconscious if I could just go there and check it out.
linking up with: Beyond The Picket Fence