So I’ve officially been a Georgia Peach for a month now. It’s actually kinda crazy that it has been this long and I haven’t even noticed. I’m not going to lie, although I’ve been making the most of my time (or at least trying) COVID looming over the country has me worried about the kind of experience that I’ll have. Knowing that I only have a year to be here makes me more anxious about checking things off of my “must-see” list. BUT… I’m trying to be mindful of the energy that I put out to make sure that my own negativity doesn’t come back and smack me in the face.
To be honest, I’ve been waiting for the crying “I can’t believe my old life is over” moment since I moved out of my Indiana apartment in late May. I thought that when I finally got my stuff in the UHaul & did the final walk through, it would hit me. Nope! I thought when I got in my car & headed 12 hours south, it would hit me. Nope! And for sure after all that I thought when my mom and sister went home, leaving me behind, it would hit me. Wrong again! I was really waiting for that moment that I’ve had at every transitional point in my life. That familiar resistance to change. The doubt that it’ll all work. The realization that what I had known was no longer easily accessible. I was essentially starting over.
Then I started thinking… why was I expecting the same feeling from ages 18 & 22 at 25 years old. I wasn’t starting over because for the past three years, I have worked hard to prepare for moving forward. So “it” actually did hit me. It dawned on me that I’m a person that all past evidence suggests is capable of carving out her own path wherever she goes. I’m a person that although can do well enough alone, can never fail because God and her family is with her. Knowing all of this, I have been more intentional than I’ve ever been with making sure I get the experiences I want. I’m not going to hold you, I’ve had some rough days & moments this month. But, not rough enough to keep me down.
It’s impossible to learn everything about a city in 4 weeks, but here is some probably less than useful observations I’ve had…
- I have more mosquito bites than I have days living in Georgia.
- Every corner is a blind corner, covered by a bush or a tree or a sign.
- Parts of downtown is open container. Not that I’ve gotten a chance to take advantage of that.
- Southern hospitality is real.
- There a such things as 2 inch Fiddler Crabs that from a distance look like bugs.
As always I appreciate you all so much. I’m so excited to get back to blogging consistently because it honestly brings me so much peace. At the same time I’m hoping that someone else can identify with my experiences so that we can grow together (because I know I can’t be the only one. lol). Until next time, here’s to happier and healthier lives!
