Sometimes I think back to my southern family and wonder what I would have been like had I stayed there. Would I have a baby on each hip, or would I be on the same path? Would I be a southern belle, member of a good standing sorority, graduate of Alabama University and upstanding member of my church, or would I have graduated high school and married some cute boy?
Such musings while useless, nevertheless occupy my mind when I am alone in my home in bufu Champaign IL. I always wonder how I got here. I can trace the steps, however, I am sure that I will never figure it out completely. Sometimes I am sure that there is someone up there pulling the strings, and other times I cannot imagine such a grand possibility.
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