Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Why Greenville, you ask?






So, when I tell people that I'm moving AWAY from Charleston to Greenville, SC, the most common reaction is "Huh?" Charleston is great, don't get me wrong. I've loved almost every minute of living here. But I am definitely ready for something different. So, how is Greenville so different from Charleston?



For starters, it's a mountain town. And I've always loved the mountains. The only hills we have in Charleston are the bridges so that's definitely a change.


Secondly, it's closer to friends and family believe it or not and that has been my ultimate goal since college. It's amazing how things just seem to work out. I met my best friends my senior year at Auburn. I remember being so happy to have found such awesome people to hang out with and somehow I think we all knew that we'd know each other for a long time. But it was sad because we were all graduating so we'd only have about a year to hang out before some of us started moving away. We used to talk about how we were all going to move up to Asheville, NC one day to be close to the mountains. But I moved to Charleston and others landed in California, Texas and Alabama. So for the past 8 years we've all been traveling to see each other once or twice a year. However, in the past couple years, Christian has moved to Asheville, Em and Jeff could possibly end up in Clemson if he gets the associate professorship there, Matt and Beth are still in Atlanta, and I'll be in Greenville which is a short drive away from all of those places. So while some of us are still far away, others are gravitating to the same region. And of course, I'll still be as close to my parents as I am now in Charleston. But I'll be closer to my cousins which will be great.


The only time I've ever been a diligent "journaler" was for a couple years in college. I started writing in a journal as a way to stay focused while I was praying at night. I was never able to keep one train of thought or I'd drift off to sleep. So I thought if I wrote down my prayers, I'd be more alert. I'm so glad that I did it because it's really cool to look back at what was going on in my life and what prayers were answered. I read a journal entry one time from when I was a sophomore at Auburn. I prayed for friends. A year later, I met the group of friends who I'm closest to today. One of them, Paige, I had even met years earlier at camp. I'm now the Godmother of Paige and David's baby, Sara Beth. And I am blessed.

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