Ha, not really born again but I feel so much better now about my trip back to my childhood. I was so worried about going back to Natchez because my parents were dead and it was so hard to find my old friends. I felt like a chunk of my life was missing -- I have a great life overseas but always missed Natchez -- it's a magical place.
Well, I didn't have to worry a minute once I hit Natchez and visited my mother's best friend, Betty McGehee, then had lunch with Natchez people I had caught up with through Facebook. It was like I had known them all my life and had only been away for a short time. Then because of their kindness to me, it was as if I could lay down new tracks in my memory of Natchez -- the burned-out past of bad feelings when we had to move because my father got into arguments with other doctors and I had to leave my childhood behind vanished as I spent time with my new best friends.
More on this soon. The connection at the house I'm staying in is up and down so I haven't been able to log on to the Internet (torture for me).
Here we are at lunch: