Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you were born - it's an idea, a state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, red wine, high school football, beer and acoustic guitars. It's being devoted to front porches, moon pies, sun drop, and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way.
No regrets! My SMILE? - always ON. If I get hurt; I see the best in it. My faith is important to me. I am PASSIONATE, unconventional, childlike, FIESTY, BOSSY, complex, CORNY, authentic, smart, funny, LOVING, resilient, secure, a PRANKSTER, and GENUINE friendly.
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I did a similar post just before the one you commented on. I agree with you totally.
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