If My Mom Came To Charlotte.

I was talking like an erupted volcano tonight to my roommate Jenelle and couldn't stop the molten lava from pouring... Everything from life and plans and future and houses and jobs and family and Michigan and April and finances and friends just rumbled on as an endless run-on sentence lingering on paper, with no period, but merely dot-dot-dots to follow...

My "end note" was more picturesque than the mantra of mixings before... Me dreaming and lingering and picturing and feeling about what it would be like if my mom came to Charlotte today...

She's come in the past, almost bi-monthly. And so I have taken her to the downtown farmers market, the Matthews Dilworth & Farmers Market, the Stowe Botanical Gardens, the Cheesecake Factory and SouthPark, the South Mountains, the Levine Museum of the New South, and the Sycamore Commons Shops. Shes been to all my past favorites, but I'd love to take her to my new favorites, as well as my old ones that are still embedded but unvisted.

So, if my mom came to Charlotte now, I'd take her to:

~ Mint Hill Dilworth (Coffeehouse)

~ Weddington Park (actually called Coronal Francis Beatty Park, but its my favorite. We'd stroll and walk and talk and be... because I love it. And, because I've already decided I want to be engaged there (haha).)

~ The Lawsons. Wednesday Night. To meet new friends and people I know and love and talk about all the time. And to meet Sandy Lawson, because I know they would love and adore each other simply out of their respect of how the other loves and takes care and watches over me. And they know what the other means to me.

~ The Terrace Cafe and/or Cafe Monte (my favorite finds for female food).

~ I'd show her around Porter Ridge, Cuthbertson, and any other schools I might be interested in teaching in. She'd talk, encourage, and believe in me. Tell me I was born to teach.

~ I'd make her banana muffins in the morning, with coffee and tea, for me and her and my roommates to bring in the morning to.

~ We'd drive by Stonecrest and Blakney. My two favorite little hangouts.

~ Dilworth. Garrett. The Baers. She'd meet and love my nanny family. And love them because of how good they are to me. And talk and hug Garrett, because he'd already know her from talking to her on the phone so much...

She'd come and welcome me with a housewarming gift, and definitely a package of napkins for my house and table. And we'd talk under our blankets in the warmth of my room. And I'd share anything and everything and love having her, as much as love the knowing of her.

If My Mom Came To Charlotte, How Happy I Would Be...

(This post makes me sigh and smile.)