I gave up on material things a long time ago. As I left behind the big city, the six figure salary, and headed to the mountains of North Georgia, I also gave up the burden of trying to accumulate material wealth. It really didn’t make me very happy. Now I have to admit that my soul battled with my physical self everyday at the beginning. It didn’t like the fact that I shopped at thrift stores (I call it recycled clothes) and that I took small jobs, like washing cars and reception work to make ends meet, but my physical self soon got into sync and realized that I had no more need for big cars, fancy jewelry, designer clothes and so forth. This desire soon faded, along with the memory of big city life.
This particular Monday morning I woke up and felt a rush of contentment at my life. As I kissed Henderson (my boyfriend) goodbye, I thought about all the wonderful things I have which doesn’t require money to buy. Our life here at the little yellow cabin in the mountains is simple ….and complete. I guess this reflection came from watching the movie “Larry Crowne” last night. For those of you who haven’t seen it, you should. It’s about regeneration in life, even when you’re middle-aged. I could relate to that movie, because that’s what happened to me and Henderson. (Although I believe Kev was there a lot sooner than I was.) I also related to the main character of the movie because he went back to college and re-invented himself. Being around the young people of Young Harris College opened my eyes to the fact that while I am in my late forties, age should not be a limiting factor to the things I wish to experience and accomplish. While my body may think it’s old, my mind disagrees.
While working at a wedding this past Saturday at Crane Creek Vineyards I saw this little boy down in the vineyards with his grandpa. It was dusk and the bright green of the grape vines had darken to an emerald shade with the setting sun. Lightening bugs were out, their small points of lights dancing around the rows of the plants, and here he was, arms thrust high in the air twirling around with them. It held my attention for a while, because he laughed and laughed, a burst from his heart. I smiled. Inside I knew how he felt, because that’s what I feel like doing here in our little piece of the woods. I just want to simply dance with the lightening bugs.
So this Monday morning, I give thanks for all the wonderful people I have in my life, for my two small little jobs which give me great enjoyment, for the ability to further my education, for my garden and my flowers, for the cars which work, for the shelter little yellow cabin gives us, for the ability to see and hear, and most importantly for the love from my children, my family and Kevin Henderson. I found heaven in the bliss of our simple life.