Carolina, You Keep Calling Me Home...

I just got back from spending the weekend in Charlotte, and I was once again reminded how happy being there makes me. I grew up and learned more about myself during the four years that I lived there than I ever have before.

When I first moved to Charlotte I knew no one. I had a blank slate, and was able to create a life based on my passions, on what I loved. I formed friendships stronger than any I've ever had, and chased my dreams wholeheartedly. The city became a place where I flourished, I became independent, and for the first time in my life felt like I was doing what was best for me, not what others thought I should be doing.

While there I discovered the things that I love and have become a firm believer in holding on dearly to those "things". These loves define us, they become our passion, or driving force, our happiness. Once you find these loves, don't let go, but embrace them, use them to flourish, to continue growing into who you are, and who you're supposed to be.

Charlotte will always be dear to me, because of these things I discovered I love. Things life four distinct seasons, including red and yellow leaves in the fall and dogwood trees in the spring. The small town charm where people still say darlin' and drink Cheerwine, intertwined within a growing metropolitan city. The tree lined highways that can take you to both the beach and the mountains without ever having to leave the state. The people who make you feel like family, because they too are from somewhere else, but have found their new home in the Carolinas.

I love the city, and am so thankful for the opportunity to have discovered myself while I lived there. Discovered the things that make me truly happy.
1: waiting at the airport // 2: ran into two boys from high school in downtown Charlotte // 3: Brunch with my friend Stephie and her doggie Pearl // 4: One last shot of Lake Norman before heading back
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7 comments :

Meg Cady said...

I know how you feel! I feel the same way about my college home. I am so glad you got to go back and remember all those important feeling! Glad you had a great trip too!!


xo

Empirically Erin said...

I know just what you mean about having a place where you did your most growing. I tell people that I grew up in Maine, but that I really "GREW UP" in New York City. I have lived most of my adult life there and feel like I really became myself while living there. It's so nice to always go back and remember the life I had there...

amanda krystal said...

i totally get you're love for carolina! it's just so perfect <3

im so happy that you were able to experience growth and build a life based on your dreams and passions! :)
thanks for sharing!

-amanda krystal @ liveday-by-day.blogspot.com

bailey k. said...

Awe. What a sweet post. That's how I feel about all the different places I've lived. :)

Vivian said...

Loved this, especially the part where you talk about discovering yourself :)

Kristin said...

Nothing like that first place where we spread our wings, huh?! Sounds like you had a lovely trip!

Ashley said...

this post makes me miss Greensboro, NC sooo much!! it's been a year since i moved to PA, but gosh NC will always be home. i love going home and drinking sweet tea/cheerwine, hearing southern accents and enjoying the beautiful weather :)

i love charlotte too! such a great city!!

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