aren’t there days that you are feeling nostalgic and just want to wander down memory lane? i have those days every now and then, and they are a perfect excuse to take a little road trip. you know, a road trip filled with driving down old, familiar roads; but with fresh, new eyes.
well, saturday morning my love and i woke up and asked each other what we wanted to do. it was clear that we both had a little action/adventure on our minds. so, we decided to get in the car and head to the next county over, haywood county, where i used to live before i moved to sweden.
after a quick little trip to a shoe store (and yes, i bought a pair of shoes. score me.), we took the back roads from asheville to canton. the little town of canton is the small, mountain town that i lived and worked in for 8 years. on the way there, it felt so great to drive on curvy, two lane roads. simple. adventurous. and, like i said before, a bit nostalgic.
driving through the sad, never-changing, cozy downtown of canton, i felt as if i had entered a time warp of some sort. i tried to explain to lina that it felt completely familiar, like no time had passed at all, and like it was completely a different life all at the same time. it’s almost like some out-of-body experience. like the memories that flooded my brain were things that happened to someone else. it was so surreal.
but i drove the roads of canton and just let the simplicity of that life come back to my consciousness. it was a crazy time in my life – a tough time that ended in my divorce from my first husband. but, it was also a good time in my life. my last year there before moving, i began to understand little by little what soaking up life is all about. but, that was just the tip of the iceberg. however, there is not one part of me that wishes to go back. not at all.
after the little tour of my old town, we headed out into the countryside. oh, it was so beautiful. there is nothing like driving on mountain roads. i always feel free. and connected. and there’s something raw about north carolina country roads. the people and the houses that dot the roads are good people, hard-working people. life in the rural mountains of north carolina is harder, and yet, simpler. driving on these roads somehow reminds me of what’s really important in life.
well, we drove on. and on. and on. and we finally ended up in waynesville, where we visited a few local shops and then enjoyed dinner at a local pub. come sunset, we decided we’d head home.
being in nature. being with my love. remember ing where i’ve come from, who i was, who i am, and who i want to be is most definitely a great way to spend a saturday. you never know where road trips might lead you… and that’s the beauty of getting on the road and just going.
hope your weekend was filled with beautiful moments which gave you the chance to just be.
peace & love. xx
* important! i give credit to my love (lier.se) for all of the photos. she took the pictures. i drove. hehe.