Mountain Mama

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Dear Reader:

How lucky are we…I mean really…could we possibly have landed in a better place? First, by simply being born in America…we won the greatest lottery in the world! Then…to live in South Carolina where we can go from the ocean and beaches to the mountains in four hours or less…is nothing short of miraculous.

It is hard to believe that some people live and die without ever seeing these two geographic features (oceans and mountains) and here we are in a small state that showcases both of these breath-taking spots!

And I love both! When I left the Piedmont, after college, to move to the coast my heart filled with joy because I had landed in the place (lowcountry) that suited my personality best… It is now the home of all my precious memories and my “pursuit of happiness.”

59cc4c3bd55f9fad2fd8e0b57189c5cdI have learned, however, that I can find happiness wherever friendship abides. This continued sense of happiness was reiterated upon our return these past few days. The last time we were here it was Matthew’s wedding and the warm memories from that special event were still cemented in the cabin when we arrived ..the mountain cottage was welcoming us back home…to Saluda!

The mountains really do feel like a mama tucking all the small towns, that dwell within her embrace, in at night with a sense of security that watches over us all.

At dusk when one looks out over the mountains at the purples and pink streaks of color…it is hard to imagine that heaven can top it.

caf00228e53777f42d1619e3cc082c2cSometimes I feel my eyes empty themselves to make room for more beauty to fill them back up…that is the way I felt when looking out over the mountains these past few days…that I was immersed in indescribable beauty and had an unquenchable thirst for more.

As you can imagine I am returning with pictures and stories packed away in my memory box and IPhone. Will try to get some out to you tomorrow for you to share… what we saw.

So until tomorrow… Let’s all get out more and play in God’s Playground…we are better for it.

“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh

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About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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1 Response to Mountain Mama

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Beautiful pictures. …and like you I thank God for the blessings of where I was born. ..

    On Feb 27, 2017 6:03 AM, “Chapel of Hope Stories” wrote:

    > Becky Dingle posted: ” Dear Reader: How lucky are we…I mean > really…could we possibly have landed in a better place? First, by simply > being born in America…we won the greatest lottery in the world! Then…to > live in South Carolina where we can go from the ocean and ” >

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