Friday, December 9, 2011

Courtesy of Megan :)

Growing up Southern is a privilege, really.
It's more than where you're born-it's an idea,
a state of mind that seems imparted at birth.
It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea,
high school football, beer, and acoustic guitars. 
It's being hospitable, being devoted to front porches,
moon pies, Sun Drop, and each other.
We don't become Southern- we're born that way.

Amen.


1 comment:

  1. i love that you blogged this!! i saw it and it made my heart smile for you :)

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