Monday, February 05, 2007
Cowboy .. take me away
Alright guys.. I am in a moment of weakness here.. and I am writing through a veil of tears.. I MISS THE SOUTH!!!!!!!! I miss the country and the way things were.. I miss the Brad Davis era of the Vineyard and all the amazing kids I sweat with and worked my ass off with just to get to that afternoon off at the mall on Saturday so I could spend my $35 paycheck on splitting a Steak Escape sandwich with Amin and getting a second hole in my ear with Margaret... by chance I am listening to a mix cd that Stacey Mervin made for Stephen and damn.. it hit me hard. New York may be great for some people but damn it people I am NOT a New Yorker!!! I miss grass!!! and NO a cemetery at the end of the block is NOT cuttin' right now ya'll! I miss the silence of a night in the mountains and the simple pleasures of just sittin' on the porch at Barb and Keith's. I miss my front yard.. I miss YARDS!!!!! and NO.. New Jersey yards do NOT count!! New Jersey is New Jersey .. its not North Carolina and that's what is home to me... I don't know where we will land when we finally reach our destination but I know one thing.. it ain't here. I wanna be where people just sit... and stare out at the world.. with their families and their grills and their Krispy Kreme donuts .. I am homesick in a big way right now.. so all of you who have ever felt this .. say a prayer for strength for the feisty brunette in Brooklyn who tries so hard to be the New York girl but who right now.. just wishes she was home.
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* praying for you. i hear sufjan lives in brooklyn.
Sweetie, you're going to make it. I know your homesickness. Pray. The Lord has you in Brooklyn for some mysterious reason right now. He knows what it is. Just wish you did, too. And that even knowing it would make it easier. Here's praying for a lovely mountain meadow cabin for my girl. Love you.
I hear ya girlfriend - really I do. And music is so powerful - all the old camp mixes from various people just make me ache. Ah, The Vineyard days - I'm so thankful for my years there. I'm not feeling homesick for the places I know as home in the States but I am homesick for the weddings, 50th birthdays and births I'm missing out on. I kinda take it day by day and really try to soak up what people send me. Like getting four hand written letters in a row weeks before Kell gave birth, all of the pictures and love sent over the net and the phone bill I'm currently running up. It's awful when the homesickness hits hard. I don't have it as bad as you because I got 5 months with my family while my husband was away in school before we came out here. Thank God for that cause it's holding me over. I always thought I'd want to move to a castle in Europe and live there for the rest of my life. Now after coming here I really want to get the most out of 3 years and come home - to my true home. It's good to come to a place I always thought would be better and find out just how much I appreciate the States. I thought I didn't have a culture but now I know. I'm praying for you Beautiful.
I hear ya girlfriend - really I do. And music is so powerful - all the old camp mixes from various people just make me ache. Ah, The Vineyard days - I'm so thankful for my years there. I'm not feeling homesick for the places I know as home in the States but I am homesick for the weddings, 50th birthdays and births I'm missing out on. I kinda take it day by day and really try to soak up what people send me. Like getting four hand written letters in a row weeks before Kell gave birth, all of the pictures and love sent over the net and the phone bill I'm currently running up. It's awful when the homesickness hits hard. I don't have it as bad as you because I got 5 months with my family while my husband was away in school before we came out here. Thank God for that cause it's holding me over. I always thought I'd want to move to a castle in Europe and live there for the rest of my life. Now after coming here I really want to get the most out of 3 years and come home - to my true home. It's good to come to a place I always thought would be better and find out just how much I appreciate the States. I thought I didn't have a culture but now I know. I'm praying for you Beautiful.
Hi Sarah,
Yep, I hear ya girl. I once tried to leave T-ville for a job out West. I thought I'd love the artsy world of Sante Fe. Well, in the end, it was the "grass thing" that got to me. There's NO dang grass in Sante Fe. For the longest time, I was totally embarrassed to admit that it played so heavy in my decision to walk away. And well, I too just luv da south...and all those gentle hills, red clay, canopy roads, and all those amazing oaks trees. I've been so fortunate over the years to touch down in some of the most beautiful landscapes found on the planet and yet, as charming as they are.....its the south that rings home. So Sarah, shout it out > you can take da sweet girl out of da south, but ya can't take the south out of da sweet girl. "I wish I was in da land of cotton....ole' times there are not forgotten...look away...look away...look away...Dixieland."
the hanes mall steak escape always gave me the runs; for days....
Well then why the hell did you eat there!?!? Dumbass.
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