ALL GROWN UP OR STILL GROWING

I've moved residences countless times in my life. That is not an understatement. The last time I moved to a different state was in 2002 when my pup Slick and I jumped on a plane to Atlanta with nothing but the fur on our backs. I've since acquired a few possessions, which 1) makes me feel like an adult, and 2) makes this move a bit more stressful than those prior. This led me to a beautiful thought: the greatest "possession" I've picked up in Georgia is my husband Zac. He's similar to Slick in many ways...like his furry back for instance. But I think Zac will be much more helpful when it comes to the Big Move. If he's not, well I'll leave that for a later blog. And if you are thinking that the word possession is a bit inappropriate, I'd respond, "I own that bitches."