Most of the memories that encircle me have me smiling.
I fell in love for the first time in this town. I have friends for life rooted here. I will always have a place within the circle of friends who have become my surrogate family. Smiles live here.
New memories are being made all the time. Memories I will hold when I want to smile.
Sloane, a wee two year old - Austin's sister, bellowed "Shell" within the half an hour I arrive. Austin soaked me in the bumper boats at Malibu Grand Prix. Iris, a curly topped two year old -Sloane's cousin, ran to me with a smile to say "hello". Vic rocking out with his new band. Maria and I sharing our ritual coffee talk at Borders.
Yesterday's breakfast at le Madeline in Buckhead, I see Ian, an adorable six year old who worships his cousin Austin, completely pouting. Austin is sitting next to him with a sly smile on his face, but with his face turned away from Ian.
I ask Ian what's wrong. Ian whines, "I want to know what is Austin's favorite part of Lego's Star Wars [a video game] and he won't tell me." I turn to Austin. "What did you say when Ian asked you?" Austin turns his sly smile to me. "Lego my Eggo."
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I can completely feel this post. I get this way when I head back out west to see my family. I'll be in West Texas (Amarillo to be specific) and for some strange reason, I'll realize I miss the smell of dust in the breeze. In New Mexico, I'll realize I miss seeing the Rockies and the taste of green chile on any and everything. In Tempe, Arizona, I'll realize I miss the smell of sage brush and watching the sun set over Papago Park's red rock formations right there in the middle of town.
P.S. Glad to hear you had a great time in the ATL. Next time you head down, let me know and maybe we can meet up in Midtown for a beer.
how many times do we need to tell you move back to atlanta, move back to atlanta, move back to atlanta, move back to atlanta.
more brainwashing is needed here i can tell.
paula :)
more brainwashing is needed paula. but I seem to remember you have the get out of town bug. so do I need to follow you where ever you may go?
cincy - you've got it. what's good in mid-town these days? i know the bar names have had to change a bazillion times by now.
I know the feeling, of course! But you've articulated it so perfectly. In fact, I just talked to Maria tonight for like 45 minutes, and that was the first time in forever. Why did we all move away?
(Yeah yeah, I know, Atlanta is huge and awful now - IMO - and we all had bigger fish to fry elsewhere, or we just had to go along where we were led... Still, it makes the time spent with friends there sweeter.)
Gorgeous.
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