...Wrapped in a nutshell....
We were Texas bound June 1, 2012 and it was a bittersweet time.
I was vacating my "forever home" ~ for the unknown.
|May 29, 2012|
We were giving up the only lifestyle we had known...
for the "Promised Land"...
To be close to our Son and his soon to be wife.
Jobs with security and consistent pay...and Grand-babies!
An EASY and fulfilling life!
Besides...it was Texas! Home to Cowboys, right?
We ventured out of the city, further and further each weekend...
in search of a world similar to what we were used to!
To no avail....
In those parts...those who own a "ranch", as they call it...
are little 2-5 acre parcels tucked into sprawling neighborhoods.
My Cowboy was getting 'soft'. And grouchy. And sad.
Callouses were disappearing and the dusty cowboy boots parked at the doorway....
just kept gathering more and more dust! City Dust!
(totally different than working dust!)
His saddles hung on the garage walls...
I'd catch him every so often out there dusting them..
gingerly and meticulously applying leather oil...
...and I'm pretty sure...
I could hear him whispering to them...
promising them the warmth of the rounded horse's back to be cinched to...
and an eager, jean clad Cowboy butt sitting upon them...
Promising them that someday...
they would be experiencing the rugged wilds, the rush of chasing cows,
the satisfaction of a long days hard work.
...I'm pretty sure...
I SO loved to garden....
I never once had the chance to get my fingers in the dirt!
Nor dig my barefeet in the grass...
Never to be graced with blossoms and veggies...
that I nurtured into life...
|May 29, 2012|
"You can lead a horse to water....but you can't make 'em drink"
"Can't teach an old dog new tricks".
Well.....I reckon those two phrases of wisdom certainly applied to us!
A lot of changes came for us in San Antonio,Texas that we just could never get used to.
Here are only a FEW!
Wayyyyyyy too many people!
(and truthfully? Not the friendliest bunch we've ever came across!)
Wayyyyyyy too much humidity!
(Being 'sticky' 24/7 wears you down! It adds to the already prevalent crankiness~quite easily)
Wayyyyyyy too costly!
(Just because there are a lot of jobs to be had, does not mean they pay more than minimum wage, including government (Keith's job) and Texas education system (Mine at a college) yet everything there, except gasoline, was more expensive than we were used to!)
The long awaited for wedding in August was beautiful.
There was friends & family from all over the country.
Four days were filled with lots of fun, laughter and food!
The only sad note of that time, was my Dad was not there to celebrate his ultimate dream...
to see Chad finally get married!
And my older sister, who had just passed away the month prior,
could not share in this beautiful time as she had planned.
There were 'tough' times for us, from the moment we arrived in Texas.
Truthfully? The WHOLE time.
We had our home rented out to a young couple with a brand new baby.
They had hopes to someday buy it.
So half our mortgage was paid. We had to pay the other.
We both got jobs with benefits and retirement.
On opposite sides of the massive city. Traffic is horrendous!!
Some of our favorite food staples were not available there.
And shockingly...cuts and quality of beef was very sub-par!
Mexican cuisine and BBQ are #1 on the states mandatory menu!
(the Mexican food is Tex-Mex....which is way different than anything we've eaten before~and not our cup of tea)
(smoked/BBQ brisket? Where we come from, brisket is turned into hamburger! Not a savored menu staple!)
Life plugged along....
ever so slowly....
Our brains began to wither...
The work ethic in "normal" jobs, was NOT what we were used to!
There is nothing ethical about doing nothing!
We desperately missed our home...our lifestyle.
We were becoming more and more despondent.
We met no one that we could relate to, sit and have a cup of coffee with, never felt "at home"!
More like ducks out of water.
We were withering away...mentally, physically and relationship wise.
and the last thing I wanted in life was to be buried in Texas!!!
In October, a young vibrant co-worker of mine committed suicide.
The ultimate shock!
My world became even worse in Texas!
A week later, Jessica's husband committed suicide too!
The spiral just seemed to be going downward fast and getting out of control.
Going to work was more of a chore by the day.
Spending 8 hours a day as Assistant to the Dean of Arts & Sciences,
meant nothing because she was an extremely intelligent, diligent and independent woman!
She didn't really need me!
My brain and my butt were idle 99% of the time.
....Yielding to more time to ponder and dwell on how much I hated it there....
January 4th, 2013...
at 1 a.m. (3 a.m. Texas time)...
The phone call comes...
"Your house is on fire!!"
The baby had awaken the Mom...oh so thankfully!!!!
She saw a spark on the back wall.
They scrambled and were able to get themselves and a few belongings out.
The Volunteer Fire Dept. arrived 20 minutes later.
They fought it until 10 a.m. (noon TX time).
It was 110 yrs old with all kinds of nooks and crannies that kept them hopping.
|January 4, 2013|
My backyard....as I remembered it....
|May 29, 2012|
My backyard....in January....
|January 4, 2013|
and my backyard that greeted me....