I live in Texas.

I live in Texas.  I never thought I would.  I never wanted to visit Texas.  Let's just say it wasn't on my travel plans or in the scope of my vision as a place that would interest me.

Then I got married and my husband took a transfer to Hill Country.  That's in Texas.  Most Texans don't realize that the main stream US population doesn't know that.   Everyone in Texas I met kept saying: Don't you just love it?

A, yeah, I guess.

Actually no.  Not at first.  No, not at all.  It has taken me nearly 5 years to begin to see what others were talking about.

Don't I just love Texas now?  Well, it has grown on me.  I think any place could if just given a chance.  Two years ago I wanted to move back to familiarity so bad that it hurt.  But now this place, this Texas place, well- it feels pretty familiar.  So much so that if I left now, I would really miss it.  I would want to return, if just for a visit.  

Oh Texas.  You are the home of my children's memories.  The house of my husband's adventures.  You are my lesson.  And I'm still learning....

Bluebonnets in my Texas backyard.  This picture is not on my property- yet is walking distance just down the road.

This cactus IS in my back yard.  It pretty much represents my Texas experience- pretty but prickly.