Northern Southern Girl
I had an interesting thought this morning. A bit of an epiphany, although I don't think that's quite the right word for it.
New York will always be my home state. I was born there, and lived there for the first 21 years of my life. I have now lived in North Carolina full-time for 6 years.
Sometimes I think about moving back to New York, mostly because I miss my friends and there are great job opportunities. Oh, and now my parents are moving back. But I realized today that I would miss North Carolina if I left.
I guess it's not so weird for me to have these feelings, considering I had my first real job here, I met my husband here, I got engaged and married here, I bought my first car here, and we bought a house here.
But it's not just the events and the memories. It's also the living in the South. I will probably never say "ma'am" and "sir," and I laugh at all the Jesus license plates and bumper stickers, but you can't get a good biscuit and hush puppies in New York, among other things.
Honestly, I'm not sure what it really is. Some things about living here still annoy me, I guess because I will always be a New Yorker no matter how long I live here. It bugs me that I get greeted walking into CVS, drivers don't seem to know what a turn signal is, and collard greens and okra are both nasty.
It's a moot point at the moment, because Keith and I have no plans to move anywhere. But I now know for sure that I consider North Carolina home, and I like that.
New York will always be my home state. I was born there, and lived there for the first 21 years of my life. I have now lived in North Carolina full-time for 6 years.
Sometimes I think about moving back to New York, mostly because I miss my friends and there are great job opportunities. Oh, and now my parents are moving back. But I realized today that I would miss North Carolina if I left.
I guess it's not so weird for me to have these feelings, considering I had my first real job here, I met my husband here, I got engaged and married here, I bought my first car here, and we bought a house here.
But it's not just the events and the memories. It's also the living in the South. I will probably never say "ma'am" and "sir," and I laugh at all the Jesus license plates and bumper stickers, but you can't get a good biscuit and hush puppies in New York, among other things.
Honestly, I'm not sure what it really is. Some things about living here still annoy me, I guess because I will always be a New Yorker no matter how long I live here. It bugs me that I get greeted walking into CVS, drivers don't seem to know what a turn signal is, and collard greens and okra are both nasty.
It's a moot point at the moment, because Keith and I have no plans to move anywhere. But I now know for sure that I consider North Carolina home, and I like that.