Or #50, depending on the poll. Yep, by “we” I mean Mississippi. The local paper ran a story which detailed how Mississippi ranks worst for children’s well being. That’s right – dead last. High infant mortality, children living in poverty, single parent homes, high school dropouts….we’ve got ’em all.
Sometimes? I think that my agreeing to live – and raise my child – in Mississippi was a big, big mistake. I’m okay, for the most part, with being here. Most of the time. You see, I know that growing where you’re planted is the thing to do, but really? I’m not entirely sure I’ve been planted in fertile soil.
There are a lot of wonderful things to be found in Mississippi. The people I’ve met here are great. I like the weather. It’s beautiful and green. The cost of living can’t be beat. And the traffic? Virtually nonexistent.
On the other hand, there’s rampant poverty, poor health seems to be par for the course, there’s not a whole lot to do, and we generally rank last in all things good and first in all things negative.
I know there’s good and bad everywhere and I pretty much subscribe to the notion that wherever you go, there you are. But sometimes, I really think I’m cheating myself and my kid. Smoochy is from here, so this is the norm for him and I’m not mad at his love for his home state. I told him I’d move here and did and 99 95% of the time, I’m good. I also know without fail that if he ever said we could leave, I’d be packed up and outta this joint before he finished his statement. Actually, about a year ago he mentioned leaving but at the time I was like “whatever” and couldn’t really figure out where we’d go, so I didn’t pay him too much attention, and here we still are.
Reading that article made me think again about leaving. Of course, I still don’t know where I’d go. Maybe the Carolinas, somewhere in Texas, or the Pacific Northwest.
Do you like where you live? Why? Why not? If you could relocate, where would you go?