Today I'm missing Georgia.  Well, I say today like it's not an everyday occurance.  But today more so than most.  I miss the gentle December warmth and the sweet tea on a friend's porch.  It calls me so hard, I swear I can hear it out loud.  The South.... oh, it's one of the three great love affairs of my life.  Will it ever stop pulling so hard at my heart?  Maybe when we're old and have the opportunity to live there again.  But how long is that?  I remind myself that this insanity I live in now.... these cold ass Chicago winters, the mean, rude people, the harshness of everything.... is not forever.  But god, to wait till our kids are grown... to wait another 10,11 years.  My god, that seems like eternity for me.  Why?  Why am I so stubborn that I NEED my kids to go to school here?  Because I did and because I always stayed out of trouble.  Yes the schools are phenominal.  And the bands, sports, everything are tops in the states.  All of them.  And I want the best for my kids.  But how can I give them the best when I'm so unhappy here.  I love all that we have together, our home, our life, our family.  But goddamit, it is like a piece of my soul is stuck south of the Mason-Dixon Line.  And will stay there until I can retrieve it sometime in the next ten years.  Dammit.