If you’ve read my blog for awhile, you probably know by now that Tuscaloosa was my home for a year.
In reality, a year really isn’t that long and memories I have of my time there are slowly growing a little fuzzy around the edges. What I do remember though with absolute clarity about Tuscaloosa was the spirit there.
I remember waking up early on Saturday mornings, putting on my cocktail dress and rainbow flip-flops and tailgating all day with my sorority sisters. I remember dancing late into the night after a big win and the next day waking up with blisters all over my feet and a pounding headache. I remember taking late night drives through the TCBY with my best friend, Amari, to get white chocolate mousse with chocolate chips. I remember sorority formals and bus trips and falling asleep in a chair at the library while studying for my Shakespeare midterm. I remember countless shopping trips to Birmingham. I remember crying on the sidelines when Auburn beat us. I remember getting so homesick that I finally got on a plane and flew home to Florida, but later found myself missing Tuscaloosa so much it hurt.
We are so blessed to have houses, clothes and food on the table. Some people, just like us, are being forced to completely start over with their lives…and they need help.
If anyone has anything they are willing to donate (diapers, bottled water, garbage bags, flashlights, bottles, hygiene products, canned food…anything!) please send to this address:
UA Greek Relief Drive
846 Magnolia Drive
Tuscaloosa, Alabama 35487