Monday, May 19, 2008
Georgia on My Mind
Today is Sam's birthday. Sweet Sixteen. Happy birthday to my dear, quiet, strong boy. Here is one picture, and I'll post more about him later, in my mega-May birthday extravaganza but I need to reminisce for just a minute. This day takes me back to when we spent two very happy years living in Georgia. We moved there when Johnathan was two and even though we were in a new place and on our own, I knew it was time to have another baby. So we did and by the time he was born, we were so blessed with friends that I had two showers (even though he was my third son) and meals and babysitting help for 6 weeks, seriously. It was my favorite neighborhood that I've ever lived in-a true "backdoor" community, where the moms literally just popped in the back door to chat after the kids got off to school or down for a nap. Those good women welcomed me like a sister even though I know some of them had deep concerns about my religious beliefs (We were deep in the Bible Belt and on an institutional level, so-called Conservative Christians don't have much good to say about Mormons). We grew to love each other though, and we would put the kids down for naps and then drop off our baby monitors to each other and run errands knowing that our kids would be safe and happy with our beloved neighbors (yeah, we really did that kind of stuff 16 years ago-different world). It was a unique time in my life because I had as many close friends in my neighborhood as I did at church. For a shy gal like me, that was a really refreshing experience. I've kept in Christmas Card contact with many of them and still treasure that happy time we had in Marietta, one of the chief reasons being that we came home with our darling Sam, but also for all the wonderful memories I have of days as soft and warm as a southern accent, the tree that grew right through the middle of our deck, magnolia blossoms and women taking care of each other.
Posted by Kellie on Monday, May 19, 2008