Miller Park is by far one of my favorite parks. It in many ways was a life changing park. Sounds crazy but hear me out. When I was fifteen I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me go on a mission trip for the entire summer. I had two weeks of training in Florida before boarding a bus and heading to an Reservation in Northern Canada. That bus ride was very long for me and apparently to long for the bus as well and it just so happened that the bus broke down halfway through our trip. And where did that bus brake down exactly? Right in front of Miller Park. So while the bus was getting fixed I spent eight hours exploring this park and by the time we left, I had decided that I like IL and that one day I would go back. Fast forward a few years and I am excepted to a few different colleges, all that had friends at them, degrees I was looking for and many great things to offer. I had to come up with a way to choose and my reason for choosing the one in IL was largely based on my experience at Miller Park (silly reason I know). A few years later I would be sitting at that same park on a date with Nate. Holding hands, talking about life and what we thought "our" future would be like. This park is special to Nate and I. It has been the place where we have held hands and talked through so many chapters of our life. I can't say whether I would have or wouldn't have decided to come to IL if that bus had never broke down at Miller Park, I can just say that I am so thankful that it happened and the way our story has unfolded. 
