Going back to my roots.

Okay....so still no news from the doc about Carls tongue...which we assume to be a good thing because if it was bad then we would have heard something right away...so we assume all is well for now.

In about a week Carl and i will be on our way to Michigan to visit my family. This will be the first time in about 2 years since i have gone back to my roots, as i like to say....I'm looking forward to seeing if anything has changed and seeing what hasn't.

A couple of things i know. 1. My father no longer lives in any of the houses that i remember and 2. that one pastor and his family are no longer the pastor and the family of that one church. Some people still go there i'm sure that i know of but i'm not so sure i really want to visit as i no longer feel a need to do so....it would be really weird to see people i haven't talked to since going to college and sometimes i'm afraid that some may hold grudges...

Other than that...some things i'm looking forward to;

I'm looking forward to sharing glimpses of the life i had before Carl even knew me, of showing him the old house on East South st to the one house that is by jennifer's. I'm even looking forward to showing him the old farm house i spent the first couple years of my life at and then the infamous cemetary across the street that i was both afraid of and yet respectful of because a good chunk of my family is burried there including my grandmother.

I'm looking forward to showing him the schools i went to and the streets that i walked and the old hills i would blind fold my friends and roll them down on. (Yeah, i'm surprised i never killed anyone? lol)

I'm looking forward to showing him 'My Sister's Closet' and the wonderful 'Main Street Pizza' if it still exists. I'm even looking forward to showing him Ricks grociery store which i walked to hundreds of times in the 11yrs that i lived on E. South st.

I'm looking forward to showing him the old church that i first went to and then the new one that has drastically changed in a matter of 5 years.

I'm looking forward to showing him the house i lived in when i lived with my mom in St. Louis if I can find it and I'm even looking forward to showing him around the streets that i used to watch fireworks as a little kid.

I'm looking forward to showing him the hospital i was born in and across the way the apartments i had many christmas' in when my dad and CJ were dating.

Oh, the memories....some will be hard but i'm going to focus on the good ones and use this as an opportunity to open up a little bit of my history to him.

I wonder who we will run into and I wonder if they'll be happy to see me. Even if not I have a lot to be thankful for and I'm just glad that i get to go home a different woman that when i last left it.

Now that's good.