As God Is My Witness...

I shall never be hungry again. Chills run down my spine every time I hear that phrase. Gone With The Wind. The epic tale of the "Olde South". A time of gentility and chivalry. A time when women were ladies, and men, gentlemen. There was nothing more important than land. "It's the only thing worth dying for"- and die we did. Many men gave their lives fighting for the land they loved. It was much more than most people can fathom. It wasn't about money, slavery, or the greater control- it was about our land.

Scarlett O'Hara. A woman who KNEW what she wanted, and come hell or high water, she would have it. She stopped at nothing to get the man she wanted, and to rebuild the most important thing in the world to her- Tara. Tara- a beautiful old Southern plantation that sat on some of the most beautiful land God ever created. A home that withstood the fires and attacks of Sherman and the Yankees as they swept through the South. Hunger. She knew it. She also knew that she would rebuild her life, and she would survive. Surviving- that was the name of the game after the Late Unpleasantness.

Every time I watch this movie, I remember why I love the South so much. I remember my heritage, and why I'm so proud of it. I remember why I salute not only the flag of the United States of America, but the Confederate Flag. It's about heritage, not hate. It's about loving the land that you were born on, and taking pride in the fact that you live on some of the most beautiful land that God created- Margaret Mitchell wasn't wrong there.

Living away from the South, I appreciate my land all the more when I return.