UGH! How did I get here?

So, I am not having a good day in Raleigh. I haven't posted in a while mainly because I have learned that most people, my husband especially, really don't want to hear how miserable I am. Even your bestest friends. I figured there are two reasons for this: 1) Your friends and family love you and it hurts them to know you are sad and 2) It gets old. Seriously, I have been for 6 months. It is time for me to get over it, but some how I just can't. Have you ever felt like you really belonged somewhere? I mean that feeling of looking around you and knowing you are exactly where God wants you? I did. In Birmingham. In Hoover. In Lake Cyrus. At Deer Valley Elementary. I truly felt that way. And now, I wake up every day and realize I live in a city mostly populated by Penn State and Michigan fans or anything popular "up north". Please don't let me offend anyone, not that those aren't great places, BUT I have lived in the south my whole life! I am a die hard SEC college football fan! (ROLL TIDE!) I miss hot southern nights and rednecks at Wal-Mart. I miss southern accents everywhere I go and people saying, "God Love 'Em and Bless Their Heart when they really don't like the person. I miss going to school where Christmas is celebrated BIG! I miss trucks on the road and rebel flag stickers (even though I made fun of them!) I miss my Sweet Home Alabama and I dream of going back, and when I do I will cement my feet there and you won't be able to drag me away!