The Last Stop

I spent this morning taking one last walk on a beach north of Charleston.  There was no sunrise to view as the clouds covered the horizon.  The beach was one where we had taken our children when they were growing up.  As I walked, I felt as if I were walking in their foot prints.  I remembered their laughter as they splashed in the waves and built castles in the sand.  Ah, there is something mystical about the ocean.

I spent the rest of the day traveling up the coast. We stopped along the way in a few coastal towns.  None of these places compared to Charleston.  Yes my heart belongs to Charleston.  I am already planning another trip in my mind.  And now I am getting closer to home and closer to seeing Laney.  My son assured me she is fine but, I miss her and can't wait for her greeting. 

Tomorrow we will be traveling through the mountains and I am hoping that the leaves have begun to change colors.  It would make a perfect ending to our trip before reality sets in.

Romantic Charleston

This morning I spent a few minutes watching the sun rise over the ocean. This is one of God's beautiful creations. I thought it was a wonderful way to depart from beautiful HHI.  As I looked down from my balcony,  I saw a little dog race happily across the dunes and around the palm trees. I was missing Laney and thinking next time I am here she will be with me. We were departing for a trip to romantic Charleston S.C.

As we drove in the car, I had time to think about what a fun trip we had with my best girlfriend of almost 50 years.  I love her like a sister.  She and her husband and I and mine had gone to Savannah, G.A. one day.  We had the pleasure of eating at Paula Dean's restaurant  which had me remembering some pleasant memories of the past.

At one time there were  five living generations of southern belles in my family. Now there are two, my daughter and I.  Although we both were raised in the north, we still love the traditions of the south.  I can still see my grandmother standing in her garden picking vegetables for a daily meal and I picking fruit from the many trees in her yard.  A daily blackberry, peach or apple cobbler was always present on the table.  I was sitting there in there in Paula's restaurant smiling and saying um and stuffing my small frame with the southern food which I missed.  I was so stuffed I could have easily been sick, but I wanted that food to last for awhile.  Southern fried chicken. collard greens, sweet potatoes, corn, okra and much more, I ate and topped it off with peach cobbler. What sweet memories.

Well before I knew it my husband leaned over and kissed me. My memories subsided as he announced we are in romantic Charleston.  My favorite place that I will someday live and hopefully Laney too.  My husband scores brownie points every time he takes me to Charleston.  He will be a lucky man later. So, I end this day in love and happy for all the memories.  Good Night!!