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I drove back to Nashville from Chattanooga for the last time today.
Well, not the REAL last time, of course. In fact, in less than a week I’m coming back to fly out of BNA and visit my parents. And then a few weeks later, I’ll be back for Blissdom!
But we’re moving on Tuesday. So this was the last time I’d make the drive back to our home here and have it feel like home. In all honestly, I’m still a little confused on which is home. (Mr. V is as well, and he’s been there for five months!)
I drove past what will be “my” grocery store. How will I learn the aisles? What is their coupon policy? Where is the Publix??
I wondered if I would make friends, how on earth I would work (on freelance) this week while moving and unpacking, and about all the friendships in Nashville that are about to receive a big crack down the middle–a 120-mile gap.
But then, I drove down 27 toward 24 and marveled at the gorgeous view, the lovely mountains frosted with snow from this weekend’s dusting. I get to see this every day? I get to be at home with my daughter? I get to live in this amazing city, with the huge aquarium, an incredible downtown, and be a mere 2 hours each from Nashville and Atlanta?
I feel blessed. I’ve always been a girl who prefers the mountains over the beach. I have many happy memories of hiking in the Blue Ridge Mountains with my parents and grandparents; staying in cabins with my dad’s side of the family; eating apples that were better than any I’d tasted, fresh from the trees; caving in Indiana with our church when I was a young kid.
I don’t know whether I’m more excited or scared. It will certainly be an adjustment. But I am so happy to say that it’s finally happening!
I’ve made some adjustments to my About Me page, if you’re new to the site and have no idea what I’m talking about or want to get to know me a little better.
No, our house has not sold yet. I don’t want to talk about it. But I do covet your prayers. Please help me convince God it would be GREAT if someone could just swoop in and make us an offer.
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