Written by: Grace Kyle
I’m back in the beautiful humidity of an Alabama summer, and it just feels good and right. The “coming home” feelings overwhelm me as the rolling hills, tall pines, and blossoming crepe myrtles invite me in. It feels good and right when I realize I really do love the place that’s home. What a gem! What a treasure!
After seeing so many other places on this trip—being awestruck by the mountains, valleys, rivers and skies of America—I thought my home state would not welcome me with such splendor. Lord, was I wrong. I don’t think I’ll ever escape this good and right Alabama love.
