Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Oh my

It has been many years since I've lived in the south. Any south.

The south has existed for me forever - my mother's south. It was the south of my vacations - the beach, the heat, the family I both knew and didn't know.

I lived there for a few years a long time ago and while I enjoyed most of my time there, I remember swearing as I left North Carolina to move to Seattle, I'll never move back to the south. Too hot.

Twenty years later, exactly, I am back in the south. It's a different south, one that is unfamiliar to me - the south of lavender fields and olive groves and vineyards. But it's still really hot.

And by really hot I mean in the upper 80s this week kind of hot.

I have grand hopes of adjusting.

3 comments:

Jeff Lee said...

The courage it must have taken for you to move there, adjustments are most certainly a capability of yours. I truly admire you.

Nicole said...

You're very generous Jeff. That was actually just me going with the flow.

Color of my life said...

Brilliant! At 33, I am moving out of my country too, for the first time ever...I hope I can do it. And write my own little story.