If God came here to Earth and asked where he could rest, I’d take him to my Nova Scotia home, the place I love the best. On the spur of a moment John and I decided to head to N.S. for a couple days. We were going to do it later in the summer but forgot that other weekends were already accounted for, so off we went. I haven’t been home in months and I missed it. It’s one of the only places I can still seek refuge and find it. It made me remember why I loved my little “small town life.” It also made me remember why I…