Tom and I recently traveled back to my old hometown, Murfreesboro, Tennessee. I wanted to introduce him to my friends. It was particularly important to me for them to see that I was happy again. When I left three years ago, I was a recent widow, and my heart and my life were still pretty shattered at that point.
It was great to see everyone and I did have a few bittersweet moments, like when I saw the home Sid and I had shared for almost twelve years. But overall, it was a great visit.
The words from one of my favorite Rascal Flatts songs, My Wish, came to mind: I hope you never look back but you never forget all the ones who love you and the place you left.”
I felt like I wasn’t looking back—rather I was enjoying visiting and fondly remembering friends who love me and the place I left. But that was the best part—it was a visit. I no longer felt like Murfreesboro was home. It was closure. As we drove away, I was anxious to get back to my home in Texas—where my heart is.
It was great to see everyone and I did have a few bittersweet moments, like when I saw the home Sid and I had shared for almost twelve years. But overall, it was a great visit.
The words from one of my favorite Rascal Flatts songs, My Wish, came to mind: I hope you never look back but you never forget all the ones who love you and the place you left.”
I felt like I wasn’t looking back—rather I was enjoying visiting and fondly remembering friends who love me and the place I left. But that was the best part—it was a visit. I no longer felt like Murfreesboro was home. It was closure. As we drove away, I was anxious to get back to my home in Texas—where my heart is.
Melinda
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