So, I’ve said goodbye to Murfreesboro.

Wow. It’s been my home for the past six years, and I’m still coming to grips with the fact that things will never be the same. I will never be the same. But then again, I’m not the same now as I was when I got there. It changed me, challenged me, introduced me to the kind of people who would affect my life forever.

PSF at MTSU

First Presbyterian Church

Real Life Community Church

The Franklin High School Marching Band

MTSU School of Music

These are all groups of people who mean a ton to me, and who have helped make me who I am. For all my friends in Murfreesboro, know that I will never forget you and that I hope that we will meet again soon. I have been so blessed to be able to go to school, and live, and work in a town so big and so small at the same time. I’m going to miss the greenway, and jozaura, and bonhoffer’s, and good ole 932, and even the terrible terrible Blue Raiders football team! I’ll always be a Blue Raider.

I will not miss the terrible drivers, the roads that take you 15 minutes to get anywhere, the stoplights on Rutherford, but I’ll miss terribly the late night drives down Highway 64 and and old John Bragg Hwy.

I know that the next time I’m there, it will feel like a place that used to be home.  That’s a strange feeling to have.  I remember the first time I came back to Knoxville and had that feeling.  It was strange and foreign, yet familiar. A place I once knew very well.

They say that home is where the heart is, so I have a few homes. And Murfreesboro is one of them.

-grace and peace : )