My husband and I sometimes reflect on the nomadic nature of our society, and who we would be if we had decided to live out our lives in the Southern towns where we were born. Not so long ago, we lived and died where our parents lived and died, and our children followed. Now, we choose where we want to be and know that children leave the nest for far away places. But our hearts are always tied to the places we left, even when we're glad we did.