A Vacation From The Vacation

Kim, Georgia and I were able to visit Mississippi last week. It was my first time to return to my home state in 8 months...the first time since Katrina scarred the coast.

Stepping off the plane, the air smelt like "home" - as it has sincemoving to Maryland. However, by the next day, the pungent odor of pollen had invaded our sinuses like a virus. For a day each, Kim and Georgia were basically out of commission until OTC meds kicked in. I'm thinking it has a lot to do with pine trees.

Trying to see friends and family in one week is a task, indeed. Especially when you're working around the sleep schedule of a 20 month old. Georgia did well...and performed for everyone like the "ham" she is. :) I was fascinated by the amount of dump trucks and construction going on...Mississippi is booming. Unfortunately, due to Katrina.

We didn't get a chance to visit the Gulf Coast, however, some situations haven't changed. Businesses are destroyed, people are still living in tents, towns are virtually scrubbed away...yet,little of this is mentioned a year later.

Returning to Maryland, it's become clear to me that our time in Maryland is finite. Actually, I always knew this...but this last trip kind of brought it "home." Does this mean we'll return to Mississippi any time soon. Likely not in a year...maybe not in 5 years. But I'm not interested in raising my child (or children) in this area. Many of the folks here are a bit odd...keep to themselves...unengaging...little personality. Additionally, there's much to be done with our home to get it ready for the market.

We're here for now and will make the most of it. Until next time...

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