A jar full of sweet

  Signs are everywhere. I love to look for those with special meanings. Sometimes they are obvious such as the one in a previous post of mine...NO IT'S NOT HOT AS HELL. Church signs are great. There is the occasional sign that's not exactly sign or billboard but something like a church yard full of, yes, little white crosses. (also in a previous post) My favorite are the signs that we are nearing my Momma's. I love seeing the honey sign and by gosh, I mean to get a shot of my MOST favorite on the trip home tomorrow. The picture above means alot to me. Other than meaning we aren't too far off from my childhood home; it's a reminder of how truly sweet going home is. I was blessed to grow up in a small, close knit community that is Bible believing and loving. They just love everybody. I mean everybody. And it's a place where time is slow and things are laid back. I love, love going home. And then I love, love coming back to my other home here in Gainesville. 

I've been thinking alot about home, both my childhood home and the home I've built here with Hal and the kids. I've been thinking about the things that meant so much to me as a kid and how I hope my kids leave here with those stamped upon their hearts. Things like family, friends, neighbors and love for summer and for a random thing, garden fresh canned goods! 

In all these thoughts and in our hard times of job hunting, school changes, and such, I remember being content with just those simple things. It was long ago but I remember it. I think I've been seeing the "hints" all summer. It's time to start putting it all together. So, if I think back to them...all those white crosses- Remember God is everywhere. + On a local church sign that I pass everyday, "Church is a gift. Assembly required."-go to church. + Another church sign, "No, it's not hot as hell."-times are hard but could be much worse. + "Tupelo Honey 2 miles"-Coming home is sweet.= Misty, remember your roots and grow stronger. 

  Gotta love my Mom for this one...this hangs in my old bedroom. Do you think that means I can't come back to stay? Well, that's ok. Like I said I love coming back to my G'ville home, too. I hope I can give my kids the deep roots and strong wings my Mom gave to me. By the way, I think my big sister gave this to my Mom on my wedding day. Fitting since her nest was finally empty. ;)