Yesterday I spent the day driving to Georgia. Alone. It was rather odd, as I have not gone anywhere without a child along for a really long time. Then, as I zipped along the country roads, reveling in each new vista, the character of each small town, the beauty of marsh and meadow and forests, I found myself embracing the experience.
A new sense of freedom, a chance to embrace my passion for the unknown, to look beyond the next turn in the road…it was thrilling. I rediscovered a part of ‘me’.
At the end of the day; familiar faces and big Southern hugs and smiles awaited me. A sense of ‘coming home’ as I shared the evening with my dear friend and her family. But my day wasn’t over’; surprise! we went and got haircuts. It has been years since I went to a beauty shoppe. I am a very low-maintenance kinda gal, and my hair is a reflection of my hippie roots, ha. But now I have 8″ less length, layers, and, for the first time in ages…bangs. It turned out to be more fun than scary, and I am amused with my ‘new look’.
Today, we got up early and drove from their home in Georgia, through Alabama, and a teeny bit of Mississippi, to New Orleans. No longer alone on my adventure, we laughed, talked, and discussed a hundred different topics. The drive never got boring, and the places we saw were lovely to share. Cotton fields white with cotton waiting to be picked.
Wide marshes beneath bridges that stretched seemingly without end across their waters. A small grey fox in the tall grass along the road. Angus and Charolais cattle grazing in rolling pastures. Ancient cemeteries and quaint town squares. A patchwork of Americana to embrace and remember.
Tonight, seafood, gumbo, jambalaya, and sweet tea in New Orleans with more friends and other writers. Tomorrow….a new adventure awaits.
Life is sweet… just slow down and embrace the moments that will become enduring memories.