All Grown Up
This past weekend my dad and step mom were out of town. Actually, out of the country to be precise. From Thursday afternoon until Monday night I had the house to myself. And let me tell you… it was fantastic!
Don’t misinterpret my enthusiasm. My parents are wonderful, and living with them has been a piece of cake. We co-habitat surprisingly well. But in all honesty, I hadn’t realized how much I had missed the Independence that can only come from living by yourself. For 4 days, I was able to come and go, do laundry, cook dinner and watch TV without sharing, explaining, or offering to include them. Its the simple things in life… truly.
Coming back to Georgia has been an eye opening experience all in itself. I have been able to enjoy and appreciate the time spent with friends with a kind of enthusiasm that comes from living in near solitude for 18 months. I am now able to embrace my “single hood” in a way that is healthy and fun thanks to the time I spent away from the hurt that existed down here. I am able to find the perfect balance of family, friends and (sigh) new love interests with amazing ease. Honestly, I think all of these things come with that thing we call Growing Up. =)
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