With a Thankful Heart {two}

My mom and grandparents visited last weekend.  I was reminded of how thankful I am for how I was raised and where I came from.  It's a place where life is slow, shoes are optional, doors are unlocked, coffee is black, tea is sweet and cornbread goes with everything.  It's the land of cotton.  It's Dixie.  It's Mississippi. 

I'm thankful for the state that raised me.
I'm thankful for the people there that I'm tied to.