...it goes on

Since C desperately needed fall clothes,

we made plans to spend a day in Atlanta

last weekend.

I had visions of a 

ladies lunch

and

shopping at Lenox.

I also thought
we could view the

Titanic Exhibit

at
Atlantic Station.

However, 

my girl had different plans.

First,

she wanted

chicken and dumplings

from

Cracker Barrel.

Not my idea of a ladies lunch.

It also left me longing for my Granny,

and wishing C

could've had her homemade

chicken and dumplings.

The shopping she was most excited about

was this shirt:

Yes, she plans to marry Harry from One Direction.
(I don't think he knows.)

It was a gorgeous Atlanta day,

blue skies and warm weather,

with just a hint of fall in the air.

C fell in love with 

Atlantic Station.

She said it reminded her of

The Grove

in L.A.

It did me too,

a little.

C wanted to see the 

Bodies Exhibit.

It was kind of creepy,

but interesting.

The part that I found the most moving,

was actually seeing

a tumor in breast tissue.

To come face to face
with the culprit that has stolen 

so many lives,

was unfathomable.

Next,

we saw the Titanic Exhibit.

I have always loved learning about the Titanic

and must have read

A Night to Remember 

a hundred times.

I find

the heroism

and dignity

on that fateful night,

crossed with 

the history

and tragedy,

to be such a compelling story.

It was remarkable to see

items belonging to the passengers

on display - 

cups, books, socks, jewelry, perfume bottles

and so much more.

When we entered,

we were given boarding passes

with actual passenger's names,

what class we were traveling in,

where we were from,

who we were traveling with,

and where we were going.

C and I knew our chances weren't very good

because we were both mothers traveling in third class

with our children.

At the end of the exhibit,

we were able to scan the wall

to determine our fate.

Our names and our children's were on the perished list.

It brought heartbreaking humanity to the legend.

Afterwards,

we stopped at 

Rosa Mexicano,

sat outside,

and devoured some killer

guacamole.

All in all,

it was a perfect day

spent with

one of the people

I love most

in this world.