June was such a lovely month.
My boys and I went with my mom back home to visit my Grammies. Although I'm a Texas girl now, I was born and raised in Louisiana.
I haven't always loved my hometown of Shreveport. After going through a period of pain and heartache that left me feeling used and rejected, I in-turn rejected my birthplace and childhood home, running away from everything and anything, scared of my own shadow.
Redemption comes in many ways. For me, it came in the way of community and prayer. Together with my people and my God, my hometown transformed into a safe, lovely place. It took time, and it didn’t come without many, many tears, but came it did.
My boys with two of my littlest of cousins (we have a lot of 'em!) walking to the local snow cone shop in my Grammies' neighborhood. Been going to this place for forever it seems, and now my boys and second cousins get to go there too.
Being with my Grammies in her home is incredibly nostalgic. Having my boys with me- surreal.
My grandparents have had this swing since I was little. It's one of my boys' favorite spots at my Grammies' house. We get lots of photos in that ol' swing.
My mom and I took the boys to my elementary school playground during our trip. Just across the large soccer field was where I played recess every day, where we had Field Days every Spring and where my best friend and I would flirt with two of the cutest boys at school.
It'll be so good to go back again. Words I never thought I would say.
Thank you, Lord.
Is there a special place you love that you want documented? I'd love to hear about it.