As I was driving down the interstate towards home it seemed I was being escorted by the majestic, rolling green mountains before me, reconnecting me once again with my southern Appalachian roots. It has always been a love-hate relationship between me and northeast Tennessee- the accent unique to our region makes me cringe with its hillbilly drawl and the way some people dress is unbearable, but, then again, I love the musical heritage, the hoedowns, the laid back way of life and people's friendliness. I have found myself listening to an abnormally large dose of bluegrass music while cooking dinner with my brother. I've also discovered a vibrant dance community in our region, giving me the itch to go contra dancing (line dancing that has been described as a cross between the shag and square dancing). But even with all this reconnection with my southern roots, don't expect to hear a southern accent cause I don't plan on going that far over the edge:)
My summer hasn't been very eventful so far. I jumped right into work the day after I got home, along with helping my brother build an outdoor pizza oven. My mom and I went to a plant nursery in NC and came away with some bright and summery perennials and herbs for the garden. I'm still coming to peace with being home this summer, especially in the many moments where I feel like I'm just wandering aimlessly through each day without a set routine, though it's interesting that I have randomly stumbled upon articles/devotions about the Biblical character Ruth. It's encouraging that maybe God is still speaking to me despite my unfaithfulness.
Je vous aime beaucoup! Bonne nuit and bon Memorial Day:)
Genny
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