Maybe it’s just what I’ve always known… but it is for sure what I always want

My heart belongs where the peaches grow.

Where the tomatoes are fresh and they still know what a post card is.

Where it is acceptable to speak with a draw and be understood.

Where kids eat ice off the ground and get in pools with their clothes on.

My heart belongs to bare feet and muddy lake water.

Fishing lures and dear meat.

I like to go buy bread and milk when Ken Cook says there will be less than an inch of snow fall.

I like hey yalls and sweet tea.

I like my seasons all mixed up and seeing tractors on the main roads.

I like not having one way roads, crazy traffic, and waiting in the ridiculously slow line at Taco Bell.

I like to shoot the breeze with someone I know while pumping gas.

Or hearing little voices yelling “Mrs. Hamby from across the parking lot”.

I like not being able to run into the grocery store real quick because you see everybody you know. Then having to explain to your husband what took so long.

My heart is in backroads and knowing how to get around a train stopped on the tracks.

Maybe it’s just what I’ve always known… but it is for sure what I always want ❤️