Tennessee Girl

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It has been a very busy few weeks at work, which is really only an excuse for my lack of posts recently.  However, like clock-work, my life is doing another 180-degree-turn as I try and figure out the next move on the chessboard for me. 

I’m posting one of my favorite songs, Girl Named Tennessee by Needtobreathe, a Christian, Tennessee-based band.  As I’ve moved away from Tennessee, I am more nostalgic to remember my days in my home state.  What is it about growing up that makes us cling that much tighter to our youth?

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