Sweet Home Alabama?

The topic for this week’s Travel Tuesday is “where you’re from and why you left.” I feel like I can sum that up in two words: Alabama + family. But that wouldn’t make much of a post would it? (smile)

sunset over Alabama field

Sunset on the farm

I am from the quintessential small southern town. We lived within 10 miles of the majority of my family, all of the neighbors were friendly (well, they knew one another anyway), schools were small, trucks were large, and church was supposed to be your second home. I grew up on a small farm with a variety of fuzzy creatures. I know where peanuts come from – and how to grow them. I also know how to castrate most any animal (TMI?). I can appreciate green fields and dirt roads just as well as any skyscraper or shopping mall. There’s a quiet, where I grew up, that is healing.

Alabama, outdoors, nature

From the dirt road

So why did I leave? Well, honestly, it’s only been in the last few years that I’ve been able to truly appreciate where I came from. When I left, all I could think about was conquering big cities, seeing the world, and hopefully gaining some anonymity along the way. I love my family, but I’m pretty independent and prefer my privacy. My family all seems to translate that into stubbornness – so be it. I was determined to go forth and make my own mistakes; something I’ve rather successfully accomplished. (smile)

The question I frequently ask myself (generally because my family is frequently asking me) is whether I would ever consider moving back. The answer is usually a very hesitant “maybe.” Truthfully, I would only do it under specific circumstances and even then I’m not sure it would be permanent. I love my dad’s place – it’s in its own little bubble and absolutely gorgeous – but I’m still not so sure about the people. Perhaps a vacation home? Moving back would be just that for me – moving backward instead of forward. Forward for me is moving abroad. I will always have a soft spot for Alabama, but it no longer feels like “home” in the traditional sense. My home, in my heart, lies across an ocean.

Home is not a place, it’s a feeling.


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6 thoughts on “Sweet Home Alabama?

  1. Castrate animals! haha that’s crazy! Love it. 🙂
    I hear you though when you say about your home (in your heart) is across the ocean. Mine is too and has been for many years now. I started out with my “Ten Year Plan” and that was to spend a year living in Paris. Wasn’t quite sure what I would do to support myself (likely teaching English) but I was determined to make it happen. That plan has changed a little and it looks like London will be home now (with Paris only a train ride away 🙂 ) and it’s now just about the “Four Year Plan”.
    If a home across the ocean is your dream, I say follow it. You can always come back if you want but imagine the adventures awaiting you.

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    • Lol – I always joke that the castration comment is good 3rd date material. If they stick around after that they’re keepers 🙂 It horrifies my grandma that I say that, but it takes a certain kind of humor I guess!

      I really appreciate the words of encouragement! It’s taken quite a bit of determination to rearrange my plans, but I’m hopeful I have a good 10-year in place now. As long as I get where I want to go, I can (try to) be patient I suppose 🙂 I also think Paris as a weekend trip sounds like a total winner! Definitely something to look forward to, especially when it’s only a short-term away.

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  2. Same here…dad is always trying to get me to move home near him where it’s absolutely gorgeous and I love it but agree it is not moving forward. I do love to visit! But it is good to get out on your own and make your own mistakes.
    We moved around a lot later in life and I absolutely love exploring new areas because of it!
    Your pics are beautiful. They have soul.

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    • Thank you – that’s such a compliment! 🙂 I guess it’s parental nature to want their kids close by (or at least that’s what I keep telling myself). My dad keeps threatening to buy a camper and come visit when he retires – little does he know what kind of adventures may await! Moving around it so great for broadening horizons – so much fun stuff to explore!

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  3. Love the clouds and shine of the trees on your first picture. I can imagine growing up on the dirt roads,etc. sounds wonderful. But I understand you following your heart also.!

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