I Do Not Know the Date, but I Have a Plan B, C and D

 This bears repeating, October has been a warm biscuit kind of season in Atlanta.
I mentioned to my family, that I was sure that God was smiling at me, until we had a cold snap!
Last week, blankets were thrown over me, and I was shaking! My number four precious son?( I was being generous with precious on that day!) Hart said, " Mom, you need to move way down south, it is not that cold!"
   "HART..can you bring me some wood for the fireplace?" and " I have been saying that for years, Key West calls my name!"
 So what do we do, when it is winter in October? Go to the movies to see, 12 Years a Slave. Yes it was a good movie, and yes it had wonderful actors, BUT all I could see was the moss in the trees and the sweat soaked clothes of everyone who lived on the plantation. I could smell the humidity, and I felt alive and happy. When we left the movie, I was sure it had been filmed in my beloved south, when Bill said, " I think it was filmed in South Carolina or on a sound stage."
Husband, from Buffalo New York, I replied ever so sweetly, like fresh cut sugar cane, " Bill, that was filmed near a swamp and some long ass moss growing from those trees! that is deep in the belly, south." and " I will look it up when we get home." ( born researcher that I claim to be)
 We had not been home five minutes when, only daughter, sweet angel Emma hollered, " It was filmed in Louisiana, Mom!"
 Yes, in the Bayou, snake infested swamp, cotton picking state of crazy plantations and some wrong doing, for sure. I took a deep breath. Bill said, " You know your moss Bonnie" well now, " Thank you, Thank you ever so much!" but it remained cold in Johns Creek. However for a brief couple of hours, I was warm.
 Horrified of slavery, and the times but embraced by what I knew the south could be, one day, I hope.
The moss still holds some secrets, and pain from the past. The movie told the familiar story, that many choose to let lay in the history books. This story of Solomon, from 1853, had to be told. It is all of our history, and we hold our faults to the stars , so we can remember, never let that happen again.
I hope people see the film, and we continue to grow.
I have to admit, its my nature, that I think I would have been good at picking cotton. I like the way it feels coming off the plant, I like heat, and I love the songs of the black people. Its the white people who I would have had a problem with, I often have no filters when thinking and speaking, and don't take kindly to whips. My life would have been very short lived.
Bill says, " You thought all of this about the movie, during the movie!" and " because it was a cold day, it spoke to you?"
" Yes, I can not just see a movie, or read a book, or wake up each morning, I need a plan, A,B,C and maybe D" said I." You are a lucky man!"