After a nine-day visit to Texas, I am back in the northwest. I had a wonderful time visiting my family and friends and relaxing at home, but I was ready to get back to Portland. As I drove to work yesterday morning, I looked out my window and saw Mount Hood standing gloriously over the Columbia River and I thought to myself, "It's nice to be back". There are definitely many things that I miss about Texas: good friends who know everything about me, the comfort of my family, driving by Baylor, delicious Mexican food, my church, people who walk past you and say "How y'all doing?", the weather (okay, not the weather)... but I know that Portland is where I am supposed to be right now.
Always a Texan
No matter how far we may wander, Texas lingers with us, coloring our perceptions of the world.