You know the rest.
I woke up this morning missing Illinois and all my friends and family there. I love New Orleans but I have my days when I see myself in Illinois, and New Orleans even with all it’s southern beauty could not keep me here on a day like this if I had the time to go up north. I miss driving and seeing cornfields. Yes, cornfields. I love seeing them. My memories of running through them as a kid brings me the warm fuzzies.
I’m a long way from that little girl but I have made some of the best friends along the way in that state. In fact most of the friends I treasure live or are from Illinois (some are from the midwest in general). I know some people would say “how can you even compare Nola to Illinois?” but truthfully I miss it. The town I grew up in is the same today as it was 20 years ago and I take comfort in that. The old architecture and all the trains that make you late on a daily basis become a good memory as you are away from your home and roots.
I used to hate Galesburg but I was young and listened too much to others opinions and allowed those opinions to be my own, a common thing to do as a kid. But now I’m older and I have my own opinions and when I am talking out of my ass, my Illinois friends remind me that I am. A few years back I was at a friends house in Kankakee I believe and the New Orleans Saints were playing the Bears and I was all New Orleans pride. My dear friend Ed turned to me and said “remember you are from Illinois first”. Well I’ll be fucked three ways from Sunday, he was right! I have taken a few steps back to look at what I have taken for granted, that was Illinois and what she offered me. All my good childhood memories are there, all my good friends are from there( with exception to a few), my support system is there.
So here’s to first homes, may we never forget them, may we take them with us no matter where we are and may we love them and all they have given us and taught us. And here’s to Ed, my good friend who with a small comment changed my veiw and reminded me of who I was, an Illinois girl at heart.