We had a wonderful time in Atlanta. Whenever old friends get together to share new experiences, memories are made. Despite Atlanta’s best effort to snarl us in its web of traffic jams, we managed to tour the Road to Tara Museum, take a bus tour of historic Jonesboro, visit the Atlanta Cyclorama, attend a superb Braves game (we won) at Turner Field, tour the Georgia Aquarium, master the art of riding the MARTA, learn a card game called Nertz, and visit the Margaret Mitchell house. Not a bad showing for two and a half days. Here ‘s the thumbnail photo tour:
The important part was that we took the time to get together and share some special memories. None of us know how much time we have to spend with those who have become important to us as we walk this earth. Family and friends are really the stuff life is made of, everything else pales in comparison to sharing laughter, getting a hug, recognizing a familiar face in a crowd of strangers at the airport. Our family and friends are there to share our ups and downs, support us in time of need, celebrate our moments of joy, and forgive us our transgressions.
This weekend, immersed as we were in Gone With the Wind, I recall a scene near the end of the book. Scarlett is running , lost in the mists and fog when she finally realizes it is Rhett she is running to, that it was Rhett all along who supported her, loved her , forgave her. But sadly, for Scarlett , the realization came a bit too late. The tour guide at the Margaret Mitchell house told us that question asked most often of Margaret Mitchell was whether or not Rhett returned to Scarlett. Her answer was that if you’ve read the book, you knew as much as she did. However, I believe Margaret imagined them together again. In the eventual sequel, written by Alexandria Ripley, they do reunite. Could she have written it any other way? No, because the world yearned for them to find their way back to each other. Because we are all romantics , we all yearn for a happy ending and we know, in our heart of hearts, it is those we love who matter most.