I hiked up Lookout Mountain and found the place where you can see all 7 states. She was scattered there.
She loved the song, See Rock City. She played it constantly, from the first time she heard it in the 90’s to the day she transitioned, December 2015. It was the song she played when we pulled out of the driveway in 2006 to begin our life on the road.
I understood why she related to the song and why it resonated with her.
She was trapped for 50 years, the last 20 she couldn’t leave the county. My father was wheelchair, housebound. Between the two of us we cared for him. He wasn’t an easy person to live with.
Her happiest time was when she was on the road.
If there is message in this post it would be this. This isn’t the 50’s nor the 60’s. If you are in an unhealthy relationship- leave. There are options.
And she don't know where she's going
And she's really not sure why
But she's got to try and find a way
To live before she dies
She might see Rock City
She might see Ruby Falls
She might change her name to Marilyn
And drop her southern drawl
She wants to climb Lookout Mountain
And see all seven states
She wants to feel the wind through her hair again
Before it gets too late to see Rock City.
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