Home

Its been a really long time since I've written (June) and so much has happened since then.  I was able to get a job in my hometown and move back.  And it has been the best decision of my life.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6



The number one reason I moved home was to be closer to my family.  I wanted to be able to call up my mom and dad when I needed help with something.  I don't feel guilty asking them for assistance like I did asking friends to help me out in San Marcos.  Even though I know my friends were always glad to help, there is just this guilty feeling I have when asking friends for help with my kids.  And Kamry's dad did help me out tremendously but the times he had to work I was usually stuck.

The second reason I chose to move home was because I had such a wonderful childhood growing up in La Grange. I really wanted to give Kamry the same experience.  The school spirit, the town pride, and the people here really makes this the best little town in Texas...at least I think so.  Sure, it is not perfect, and it has small town drama, but overall its a great place to live.

I did meet some opposition from Kamry's dad about moving.  And rightly so.  I would be sad if she moved away from me.  But I had to do what I felt was best for Kamry and I.  Plus, the more I thought about it, the more I realized we were in his hometown near his family.  And that is where he wants to be.  So he couldn't really argue with me when I told him I wanted to the same thing.  So far things are working really well.  The drive to Bastrop every other week is a little tiring, but not bad.  And I know we both miss her when she is with the other parent.

Miranda Lambert sings about how "they say you can't go home again".  In her song she talking about how she went home anyway to try fix herself by going back to her roots when she felt like a whole person.  That is EXACTLY how I feel.  Yes, you can go home again.  And you know what the most amazing thing about going home is?  It welcomes you with smile, some homemade food, and open arms.  Home doesn't care that you left.  Home doesn't care you made mistakes.  And Home doesn't really care that you aren't perfect.  Home loves you for who you are.  Home is just glad you came home.