The land you know, even when you are lost can soothe a broken spirit with a familiar place to call home.<\/p>\n
The road no longer feels long, it becomes a guide without a map to follow the twists and turns around each corner.<\/p>\n
Knowing its peaks and valleys all too well. It makes a journey to the past feel like riding on a carousel.<\/p>\n
The faces begin to mimic an old school teacher, a tired cashier, a man dedicated to his hustle, a mother smiling at the simple things in life.<\/p>\n
The air so muggy and hot in the summer yet crisp and breezy in the winter.<\/p>\n
Fall doesn\u2019t exist because we know when the leaves begin to lift.<\/p>\n
The seasons will shift from one extreme to the next.<\/p>\n
Encouraging us all to take time to rest.<\/p>\n
The water a mixture of grays and blues. A place many go to seek for solitude.<\/p>\n
The clouds are mysterious with strokes of color displayed upon its never-ending canvas.<\/p>\n
The scent of sweet potato pie and fried turkey or those pink azaleas flowers laying along the road all beautiful, soft, and sweet.<\/p>\n
The energy of home when your bags can drop from your hands and lay peacefully at your feet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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