Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Black Bass Circle!

If you have read my blog for any amount of time you know I am a sentimental person by nature. I live in a constant state of nostalgia, LOL!

I haven’t lived in too many houses. Every now and then I get the urge to visit my old neighborhood and drive by my old house. This past weekend I took a drive by.



I will tell you right now, the shutters and the door when we lived there were not that God awful color, and the van adds some nice curb appeal, don’t you think?

Anyhow, this is the home where I spent a good bit of my childhood all the way up until the middle of high school when we moved. So many memories in this house. Some happy memories, some sad memories…but nonetheless they are the memories that make up my life and make me who I am.

This house was really beautiful at the time we lived there, in fact, the whole neighborhood was beautiful. But it makes me sad now because unfortunately it’s just really rundown and not all that nice anymore.

I go back in my memory and like to think it’s still the same as it was when I lived there. That I’m still the carefree child/student running the streets playing with the neighborhood kids. Can picture myself walking the long hill up to the bus stop to catch the school bus. Picturing my brother and I and neighborhood kids walking through the woods behind our house to go eat at Checkers which wasn’t that far from the house. I would often times walk down to the grocery store which also wasn’t far from the house so I can get a magazine. So many holidays spent in this neighborhood. Remember one year when it seemed like all the neighborhood kids got rollerblades for Christmas that year, and of course we spent hours that Christmas morning outside checking out each other’s rollerblades and skating and just having a blast. I loved checking the mail and remember when our neighbor and I would many, many days go to the mailbox at the same time to get our mail, ha! These are just some of the many memories…

Yes, Black Bass Circle was the place to be. On a funny side note, every street in the neighborhood was named after a fish. Sailfish, Kingfish, Starfish, Trout…. Clever, eh? Guess the person who named the streets was a big lover of fish, ha!

I often times wish I could go back to that place…. When you’re young time just stands still but if I knew how time was going to fly I would have savored those moments just a little bit more. Wouldn’t we all though?

Anyhow, there’s always that place that takes you back. What is that place for you?

13 comments:

Aishlea and Brandon said...

I'm sentimental, too...and the place that always takes me back is being at my grandparents' house! I just have so many good memories! Or even going to the beach....reminds me of my childhood when we'd go to the beach and my parents would play with us in the sand and ocean all day long. So carefree and fun. :) I'd go back to those days anytime!!

Adorably Distracted... said...

I get chocked up when I go past my old house! I miss it so much and I look at the back yard and it's just not the same. I miss when we lived there and part of me wishes my parents would have kept it. But, I guess we all have to move on at some point.

Jenny said...

Miranda Lambert has a new song that reminds me of this!

Lindsey said...

That's so funny you posted this because I was feeling sentimental this weekend because I took Garth by the two houses I grew up in. It's so funny that a place can bring up so many memories.

Jenny said...

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Heather Bug said...

Aww, I love going back to look at my old houses...I'm so nostalgic, too! My parents lived in the same house for 32 years...they just moved 2 years ago. Sometimes I'll drive by...it still feels like my house. Hope you are fabulous today, girl!

Teresa @ Grammy Girlfriend said...

Great post...I so wish I did not have a conflict this weekend and could be in Atlanta...Blog all about it...I have not had enough blog time lately...So glad that I stopped by..Be sure and stop by main blog and read about a miracle.
http://teresa-grammygirlfriend.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-god-smiled.html

His Doorkeeper said...

It is always to "go back" to somewhere you use to live. Either you remember things different or things have changed so much you don't even recognize it.

You just have to keep all you experienced in your memories!

Have a great time in Atlanta! Want to hear all about it!

a boy a girl and a pug said...

oh i'm so with you. we moved around from state to state growing up, but i am desperately missing the last house i grew up in. great memories...if i could just go back.

Justin and Jessica said...

I'm a lot like you ... always thinking about older places with memories. I don't always deal well with change, so just thinking about the house Justin and I bought in MN when we were first married gets me choked up. While I love our new house in SD, I get sad thinking of everything about our old house and the memories we made in MN.

Angie S said...

I just went back down memory lane this past weekend. Not only was I in my hometown for a day, I also got to visit with my high school buddies! It was wonderful...and I was carefree for a day with the girls :)

Lauren @ Dreams Take Flight said...

I love this post! You seriously should listen to Miranda Lambert's new song "The House that Built Me" if you haven't heard it already! This post totally reminds me of that song..it makes me tear up a little every time!

Jacquie said...

I'm another sentimental one!! I got the opportunity to go back to the home I grew up in back in 2006. I lived there throughout my childhood and hadn't even seen the house in 29 years. I actually knocked on the door and the people who bought it from us still lived there. They let me take the tour. That was SWEET!!