River Flow Subdivision

Dahlonega's Best Kept Secret

Driving steeply up a winding narrow road, the sun shines barely through the dense canopy of beautiful oaks and evergreens, you enter into River Flow where my vacation and soon to be retirement home lies. Now, picture an emotion as if you are walking into your grandmother's home with the anticipation you get knowing there will be something exciting in a moment, and you will be approaching my backyard window. Through the window you look down into a tranquil memorizing forest that if you remain patient, you might get a glimpse of one of your neighborly wildlife. All you are missing is harp music.

We are surrounded by acres of nature's bliss among a variety of birds, deer, squirrels and other wildlife. They know we have arrived again by the smell of our scent in the air. They know we will be feeding them soon as we do each time we come to visit which is just about every month.

We live near the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains nestled in the small friendly community where everyone knows your name. This is the town of Dahlonega, Georgia. Even though we have a subdivision, it is not like a city subdivision. The town creates a unity that you don't feel it is necessary to say what subdivision you live in.

I lost the last of my birth family, my brother, suddenly at a young age of 54 in 2003. Since then I also felt I lost my home town of Chicago, Illinois because there were too many emotions that kept me from ever returning. If you are from Chicago, you know the feeling of what it meant to be called a Chicagoan. But I no longer had that due to losing my father, mother, and then my brother. Even as I am in my 50's I felt lost without a town that made me feel like I belong. Something was missing for me. All that changed in 2005, when we bought our home in Dahlonega.

It is filled with so many emotions that when you see this town, some people believe they've been here before, perhaps another lifetime or perhaps it reminds them of yesteryear. The town is complemented by its mid 1800's architect. When we leave for a visit to Dahlonega, we say we're going to heaven.