I'm going to be honest with you... When I was 18 I could not wait to leave. When I finally left, was I sad? Absolutely! But only because I missed my family.
For years I felt very negatively about my hometown. The older I get the more I'm starting to appreciate where I came from. I view the simplicity in a beautiful way instead of the mind-numbing way I once saw it as a teenager. People are for the most part very friendly. Southern food...well there's nothing like it. And the mountains, they're breathtaking.
I'm going home this weekend with my sister and our beloved canines. To say that I'm excited would be a severe understatement. I can't wait to have my mother's homemade bread, I can't wait to watch my younger brother play baseball, I can't wait to walk through my mom's garden, I can't wait to go to the Farmer's Market in Tennessee, and most importantly, I can't wait to be with my family! There is no greater feeling!
I'm a southern girl who grew up in a little bitty town. I met the love of my life in 2001 after getting the guts to leave that lil' bitty town and attend college at Virginia Tech University.
We've been together for over 7 years and I couldn't be happier about marrying him in 2009.