First thing’s first: there is no recipe. Just let destiny take the lead.
Make a few good Southern friends. Become intrigued by their welcoming nature, their monogrammed chevron makeup bags, their Kendra Scott jewelry and their prevalent use of polka dots. Surprise yourself with a little positivity. Replace (almost) all the black in your wardrobe with confident, colorful prints. Get to a point where you convince yourself that you could join a bible study. Because all of a sudden, you want to be as grounded as they have been their whole lives.
Move to North Carolina. Be overwhelmed by the abundant sunshine. Buy a house with your husband after eight years of renting. Watch proudly as he assembles the crib. Order a mounted polka dot giraffe for the nursery. Realize that life is brimming with possibility.
Later on, some day, when you have a free moment, swing by your local Harris Teeter for some shrimp. Cook it up with red bell peppers, fresh spinach, some garlic, pepper, and lemon juice. Accompany this happy medley with stoneground grits, a sliver of Kerrygold and a healthy serving of Irish cheddar.
Pour out the dregs of your discounted blend and savor that best damn moment — when not everything is gravy, but you think it could be soon; when your stomach is empty, but your heart is full.