If you’ve read my blog for awhile, you will notice I end up in Charleston, South Carolina every so often. I actually lived in Charleston for a short time after college and so, it has a special place in my heart! Luckily, one of my best friends still lives there so I have a great excuse to go back and visit.
The view from dinner at Vickerys:
This weekend I was due for a trip and even better, there was a boat involved! The weather was good most of the time, though we did get caught in a downpour on the boat! Like hide your face, rain pelting you hard storm, but we got through it!
On day #1, I headed to the beach and got a really bad sunburn on my back — what?! I haven’t had a burn in years. Woops! But I was just glad to get to the beach, though I realized how much harder it is to go to the beach with a baby.
Lindsay has an adorable (legit, adorable guys!) 1-year-old and he is a a great baby but you just have to bring so much stuff! So, of course I pelted her with questions all weekend about all things pregnancy, birth and the ominous couple months of after birth I keep hearing about.
I saw Carrie Underwood had a quote the other day that said something like, “This sounds bad, but I was expecting the worst…so it hasn’t been that bad.” That’s kind of how I’m approaching this. May sound negative but I’m kinda scared, okay? I’m definitely prone to post-partum depression and get very easily antsy and anxious.
So I spent a lot of time kidding around with this little guy and catching up with Lindsay! One thing I knew I wanted to do while I was there was stop by the Emanuel AME Church, where 9 people were killed by a terrorist less than two weeks ago.
I hadn’t realized how central the church was to downtown. I also hadn’t realized how majestic that tall, white steeple with the beautiful building would look as I approached it.
The street was blocked off with police cars and a funeral, presumably for one of the victims, was going on just as we walked up. Initially we were just going to drive by, but ended up parking to walk since it was blocked off.
I’m so glad we did. As I got nearer the front of the church, I couldn’t help but tear up. There was a prayer station handing out free waters and another stand labeled “community support” if you wanted to talk. Bunches of people stood in front looking at the church and many hand made signs read “Love Always Wins.”
I saw that, and even now, I’m tearing up. The memory of watching those families forgive the shooter just a day after her murdered their loved ones is so fresh. Though 9 people died, love STILL won. The #LoveWins tag has been used in the past week for other issues as well but, I couldn’t help but think THIS is where it truly belonged. In grace, in forgiveness, in loving a neighbor that committed the worst crime against you he possibly could.
Later that day, I got to have a fun, girls night out with Lindsay and her two sisters, Allison and Marcie. I’ve been friends with all of the girls since high school and it was so nice to hang out with them again.
We ate at Stars downtown (loved my food!) and ventured out on the rooftop for some awesome sunset pix as well. Overall, the weekend was a great time away and I’m glad I got to go!