I’ve been in Texas now for a couple of weeks. I’ve settled in to a nice, comfy house and even managed to ring myself a job! My first day of being in Texas I got lost. It was my first day to work and I managed to go about thirty minutes out of the way. The highways are intimidating to me. They have these over and under ones and let’s not forget the service roads that tease you into thinking you are on the highway. In fact the service road runs directly next to the highway and it only made me mad when I was on it. Thankfully there is a help; the people I live with so lovingly guided me back through some back roads and I found my way to work.
Somehow in the mass confusion this all makes sense…
Texas is an adventure to me because there are many stigmas in the south that Texas holds. Like for one ‘everything is bigger in Texas.” I’ll be honest and say I haven’t found much of that. Fact, everyone drives big trucks but I’ve seen bigger. Fact, the highway is big but fitting for the city.
Maybe the biggest thing is ego…? I haven’t encountered people with a huge ego so I can’t put my money on that! I did see a woman in the grocery store with a big bouffant hair! That cracked me up!
It looked something like this.
I spend my days looking after a little boy named Camden.
We play all the cool toys these days that make noise or sing, yea I basically know all the words to the songs. He has tons of energy and loves to laugh. He cracks himself too! He wakes up every morning with such joy. I have never met a kid that sees a stranger first thing in the morning and giggles. He tends to entertain himself but always looks for you to glance his way just so he knows you are watching.
He’s funny.
He’s full of joy.
Except for when he poops…
I know he is a gift.
I think one of the toughest things to do is go from a mountain top to a valley. I went from packing up and moving every month to leading in Kenya for three months and now Texas where I’ll settle for a bit. I went from having lots and lots of responsiblity to having a hand full. Instead of going after the masses, I get a hand full. In my transition Camden has taught me:
A. I may not be cut out for this mom thing.
B. I can change a diaper pretty well.
C. Sometimes you gotta let things get messy because as much as I try he manages to get food all over him.
D. No matter where you go or what you do your Papa is just a glance away.
E. Enjoy where you are. You don’t get to go back, only forward
Basically I like Texas.
I like the adventure even though I’m in good ole America.
Next on the list is a Texas Rodeo.
Then maybe the zoo or aquarium!
Life is fun….!
