Aaaahhhhhh. I am sighing with relief that my feet have landed safely on sweet Texas soil!
I am "home" even if just for a short while.
I am going to try and explain my love for the Republic Of Texas but truthfully, unless you are from here...you won't understand.
I love the South, as my family is from Georgia, but I feel at peace when I see the flag with one Lone Star flying high above the city's most beautiful buildings.
I get a giddy attitude when I hear the radio announcer tell me which country star will be appearing at my local honky-tonk bar.
I can not possibly explain my love for this state and its people. They are down-home and respectable people (though they are the meanest drivers I have ever shared the road with.)
My mind and soul are at peace in this place.
I even love it enough that I didn't complain when I sat in Houston traffic for 3 hours today (to go 10 miles...because the roadwork had the freeway down to 1 lane...when everyone was trying to get to the beach on an 80 degree Saturday.)
I will post pics when I get back to my current state (notice...not my home.) It is so hard as a military spouse because we don't really have "homes" anymore since we move when and where we are directed.
However, they say home is where the heart is and my heart will always hum the tune "Deep In The Heart Of Texas."
P.S. I know all you Texans just clapped your hands to the aforementioned tune :)