Sitting, Waiting, and Reflecting.

Right now I'm sitting in the airport waiting on the about the fifth option they've given us. We don't know if we'll make our connecting flight. We'll see if we can make it.
So, this weekend Mommy and myself headed down to MS. One of my best friends growing up, Duke, was getting married. I am so happy now that we decided to come. I really think it meant a lot to him for us to come. Him and Jennifer came up and thanked me and Mom especially. It was also good to see the rest of his family. I love Southern weddings! I plan on doing mine that way. It was such a refreshingly simple wedding. She had a nice cream colored chiffon dress. The bridesmaids wore green silk dresses with cream colored flowers. The reception was finger foods a cake cutting and mingling. This is my favorite type of wedding. *These opinions are mine and are not directed at any northerner in specific* I hate how at weddings up here people have to have these big long drawn out receptions with dancing and a sit down meal and a long line of activities. Guests have graced you with their presence already and you want them to stay for all that. Weddings like that make everybody tired especially the bride and groom and they are ready to leave and have time to themselves. I am having this type of reception and Abbi agrees.

I don't care what anybody says, Mississippi (not Alabama or Arkansas) accents are so pleasant to hear. It's not a red neck accent, it's a slow old south accent and I love it. Fixin' to and Ya'll are awesome words/phrases!

So, while I was there I visited my old house and it was the weirdest feeling. The place I grew up in looked so different. It felt so weird to walk into my house and it not be my house anymore. I also made my way down to the creek. Behind our old house we had this awesome beautiful field and then a forest of pine trees and then a big creek. It was such a feeling of nostalgia walking down the field. Then, what I thought would happen would, I could not resist the urge to take off my flip flops. I was going through the grass, mud, thorns, and sand barefoot. I don't know why but even with all the pain it caused on walks as a child, I wanted to go barefoot. I even liked the pain to an extent because I felt freer without them. It felt just like I was a little kid again. I saw tadpoles and a deer and I found some clay in the creek. I loved growing up with that in my backyard. I came up from the walk all muddy and it was wonderful. I can be girly but I love getting muddy. It was interesting to think about growing up there. I really didn't have many friends but I still liked being with my family. People in school didn't wanna be friends with me because I was the pastors kid ("christian school", yeah right). It was a small town and people can be ignorant. My church family wasn't like this fortunately. I did have some homeschooling friends sometimes. I had great summers with them and my siblings. Staying out until the sunset and going out in the field and making forts. I remember one time Daddy jumped on hay bails with us and we played tag. We had this really cool fort at the creek too, it was our own private beach. Then there were the days spent at the pool. We played so many different games all together and got sooooooo tan. Then there were the rainy days in the attic when we played spies or orphans. It was kinda sad being back there but in a way it was cool also. It is sad to think that being a little kid was over but I should also be thankful that I had such a cool childhood. People up here may make fun of the south and act like people there are ignorant but that is a form of ignorance. It also bugs the crap out of me when people make fun of southern accents. Weall have accents in case you haven't noticed, we just can't hear them because we live around our native accent.

It was a good visit and it was good to see the local things. Even though I don't live Mississippi anymore I loved being there for when I was. I am just in a different part of life now. Life is full of changes and I need to live with it. This makes me think of one thing that will never change. God. It is scary to think about how many changes I will have to make in life, the state of the environment, our countries economy, foreign policy (especially if Obama takes over), school and loans, dating the right person that God has for me. In all this crazyness, I know that God is the only truly comforting thing. He has an eternal promise and when believers are in heaven together, there will be perfect fellowship and no problems or pain or tears. Remember God's enduring promise.