5 minute Friday: Grit(s)

* Linking with The Gypsy Mama today, where we write for five minutes and then leave it alone whether it’s just right or not. 

Today's topic: Grit(s)

This week, my husband made shrimp and grits for dinner. We're not huge fans of grits, but when they're done just right... yum. And by right, I mean the stone ground kind you order directly from the mill in Georgia and slow cook with rotel and jalepeno jack cheese. (just sayin)

While he was cooking, a family member called and exclaimed (insert disdain here) "Grits? Must be something you picked up in Virginia."

We chuckled about that comment all night... 2 yankees who spent a decade misplaced in the south where we learned to be neighborly, to communicate differently. 

During those 10 years we explored what we loved to do, figured out that gardening and international travel are our shared hobbies, learned the difference between a river and 'The Rivah," sat on the front porch to watch storms and sunsets and people, spent many holidays alone, missed being close to family. 

10 years of blessings in disguise. 10 years of friendships that will last a lifetime. 

We've been back north for 3 years now, and this is where we are supposed to be. But, we're also determined to keep those southern lessons of hospitality and gentility with us. And occasionally, we'll make grits and remark at how God stretches us... even our palates, y'all. 

STOP.

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