Welcome to Friday, November 13th.
It has happened, well at least while I'm around the kids at school. I have heard myself slowly but surely beginning to talk like they do. It was kind of funny to hear one of the kids remark during class one day.
"See there. I just heard it. You are starting to talk like we do!"
And she was right.
Mike and I have become very well acclimated here in this life on the plains. Where we at first felt a little lost, we now can get around quite well. This whole area seemed so foreign to us when we came here in late May. The people and their accents, sweet tea at every meal (or so it seemed), the return to the flatlands, and a lone star on just about everything we saw were all things that we weren't used to. It took a bit of time but we made it.
Now Mike and I have been living here going on our seventh month and in all reality it seems like so much longer than that. I feel very happy that after 6 arduous weeks of working on it that I am finally able to call all of my 125+ students by their first and last names. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to do that. Now it's a piece of that proverbial "cake". Mike is making his way here in town as he takes on a new job and responsibility. He has enjoyed meeting lots of new folks and working alongside them in the hardware store. We have learned many things about life here. Some of them have been learned the easy way and a few have been acquired the hard way. Yet through it all we have made it and that's all we can hope for.
Now the holidays are fast approaching and for the first time in our nearly 3 years of being together, we are celebrating them in our own home here in Texas. The holiday seasons of 2013 and 2014 were spent on the road as we traveled back home to south-central Kansas. Although we loved being able to spend time with our family and friends, this year we wanted to have our own celebrations here. It's something we are looking forward to. Plans are in the works to put up our very first Christmas tree together and to decorate it with ornaments that relate to life here in Texas. We remain thankful for the opportunity to do so.
The year 2015 will have started out for us on the western slope side of the great Continental Divide. When we woke up on New Year's Day morning back in Montrose, we had no idea that our year would end up with a new life along the southern banks of the Red River in Texas. Yet today on this the 21,933rd day of my life, here I am. One thing I have become more and more aware of as time has moved on is this.
Life is indeed one big adventure. Just ask anyone who has lived it.
January of 2013~
The Black Canyon of the Gunnison
Montrose, Colorado
November of 2015
Lake Arrowhead State Park
Near Wichita Falls, Texas
And there's been a whole lot of stuff in between.
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