Tifton, you will always be home.

For 20 years I lived in sweet little Tifton. It was the kind of place where you could just cross into the county line and felt the pace of life slow down. I always looked forward going home in college, because it meant little cell service, slow pace and friendly faces. You do not realize how much different other places are until you move.

Tifton was the place.

Oh man, how I love that town. Everyone knew everyone. Blue Devil spirit ran deep and no question what you were doing on a Friday night. The sound of the train was calming and the smell of farm animals was normal.

Tifton was home.

When I went to college, people would ask where are you from. See that is not easy to answer, when no one has really heard of Tifton. But, "The Reading Capital of the World" was the place to be.

Tifton was unique.

Tifton taught me to love. Tifton taught me to drive. Tifton taught me to read. Tifton taught me how to make friends. Tifton taught me.

For the first time, calling "Home" is not a 229 number.

Instead, "Home" is where family is. Home is now an hour down the road. Home is now where I can see my parents more frequent and include them in my life here. Home is now where we can all gather and eat mom's cooking on a weekend. Home is family.

All 6 of us gathered at Mom and Dad's new place to help unpack. All 6 of us now live within 2 hours of each other.

Tifton will never be forgotten. But home, is now a little closer.

But, 2409 will always be special to our family.

Oh February, you win

At the beginning of February, I looked at my calendar and saw the many things ahead.

But I was determined to conquer. 

Well people, February conquered me. That is right, February wore me slap out.  No way was it going to be worst than December, but boy was I wrong. 

February is supposed to be a short month. How could it possible be that bad. I have decided it is one of my least favorite months. So much hype goes into February about Valentine's Day... one of my least favorite holidays. It seems like so much build up and then the 14th comes, and poof, it is gone.

Oh, and the two challenges I was going for. Failed. Yeap, I did not finish the drill on the photo challenge or only eating out once a week. Life got busy and the next thing I know, I found myself eating some Chick-Fil-A (totally comfort food).

But, I did stick to no buying clothes in February. But that is officially over. I could not stand all the summer and spring clothes staring at me any longer. So many cute things!! Since we did not have a real winter, I feel like I have exhausted all my work clothes. I have attempted to make summer/fall items last into the winter. You know the, throw-on-a-cardigan-with-any-kind-of-top moments. Yeap, that was me all winter.

February, seriously wore me out. I do not remember the last time I was that exhausted. It reminded me of my junior year of college and I rather not experience that again. The fact that a massage was necessary because my neck was so tight, pretty much sums it up.

However, I did keep running. Running actually kept me sane. I realized that after a long day, running on the treadmill is amazing! One night I was so tired, but I felt like I could have kept running for a while.  Who knew.

February, you did conquer, but that is okay. March is here, and I am ready.

Oh and the 5K is this month. Oh boy!