Craving Montana

I never shared Bozeman with you.

Sure, I gave you Great Falls, and Fort Benton. But Bozeman? I held on to Bozeman.


Montana stole my heart. I’d be lying if I said anything else. It grabbed me completely, and only now do I feel up to sharing it. It’s weird, and I can’t really explain it. I don’t really even want to try. Utah was awesome, and I loved it, but Montana found me when I didn’t know I needed to be found.


I spent less than 3 days in Bozeman, but left a piece of myself there. And found a piece of myself. On the side of the road, in a boat ramp between Ennis, Montana, and Idaho, I found something I’d been missing. A peace I never knew I lacked. A love I didn’t know I had. A sense of belonging. And I’ve been chasing that feeling for months.


Someday, I’ll be back in Montana. I don’t know when, or for how long, or in what capacity…but I’ll be back.


I’m missing Montana something fierce tonight. Or not just tonight. It’s been 6 months since I’ve been there, and I’m feeling the pangs of withdrawal. I used to crave beaches…now I crave the Mountain States. If you’ve been out there you know what I’m talking about. The open air, the snow-covered mountains, the people, the beer….it’s home.


I’ve tried to think about why I love Montana, and to be honest? I don’t know. I think everyone has somewhere that just feels right to them, and maybe for me, it’s Montana.



  1. So sweet!! I can relate. “My place” is New Mexico…but I love what I have seen of Utah. Montana is on my bucket list. Maybe some day. Thanks for sharing…I am now even more intrigued.
    Great pics too!! 🙂