I had the best weekend. Y'all it was amazing. On so many levels - from a perfect drive through Atlanta to a perfect Zuni Chicken to absolutely perfect weather (yes, even with the rain).
There's been a lot of upheaval up in herre. Yes, that's correct - two r's. And what with husbands moving across town and paternal figures leaving nasty messages in the comment section (thank you, IP tracking), I deserved a weekend of nothing but fun. My Third Annual Aunties Weekend consisted of minimal email checking, lots of cooking and laughter that started the moment I woke up and followed me into my dreams.
Nonetheless, as I drove down the state of Georgia and back into Tallahassee, under the gorgeous hundred year old trees, I thought, "I'm home." And it was the best feeling of the whole weekend.
I miss South Carolina a lot. I've lived in Florida for three and a half years - it feels like a lifetime. A lifetime I'm proud of; a lifetime I'm glad I'm still living. I am from Greenville, South Carolina... and my home is Tallahassee. Guess it took starting my thirtieth year to gain that bit of perspective.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Stacking Change
Published by cck at 8:13 PM
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2 comments:
Glad to hear the weekend was great. And there is nothing like realizing where "home" is.
As Dorothy said, "There's no place like home" and what's evern more true, as Katie said, is KNOWING where home is! Thanks for a wonderful weekend, sweetie -- it was absolute perfection! AC
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