Texas. We’ve been Texans now for nearly five years. Five! I always knew time flew but it’s even more apparent to us now that we’ve moved here and had something big to judge it by. No longer Missourians, or Midwesterners, now Texans – Southerners. I guess if truth be told, we don’t really feel 100% Texans quite yet. We’re still in that weird limbo state. And that is okay. Texas is our home. And, unless all three of our kids split when they become adults, it’ll be where we live forever.
Just look at what we get to see spring, summer, and even into early fall! It’s reason enough to love the south.
I don’t really miss Missouri anymore. Just aspects of it, like the beautiful state parks, the lack of traffic (Texas is loaded with traffic), and of course, my family. But Texas is beginning to feel more and more like home to me. The memories we’re making here, the beauty, the weather, the love here – it’s all making Texas our home. And I know that one day, soon enough, we’ll feel like Texans. Even if we don’t, that’s okay, too – because, in the end, Heaven’s our home, my family is my home, where I have Jesus and my sweet crew, I am home.
