Hello friends! I apologize for the lack of posting in the past few days…I was being fully immersed in the Texan culture! My husband’s parents are new Texas residents and we had a family event; what better time to visit?!
I was a little worried about how our almost-7-month-old would do on the plane but to my surprise, he slept almost the whole way (most importantly through all take off and landings!) We had a two and a half hour flight to Charlotte with an hour layover, followed by an hour and a half flight to Dallas. Thank goodness for computers and access to The League Season 3 (which if you haven’t watched this show, I highly recommend it.)
With only a short amount of time for the visit and a ton of things to squeeze in, we were constantly moving. We played on the playground, went to the pool, and toured the amazing Deloitte University. We witnessed our first (and my last) rodeo, drank a Shiner Bock (custom to Texas) on the streets of the Fort Worth Stock Yard, and bought our son a cowboy hat. Overall, I’d say we had a full Texan experience.
The best part about this vacation? Being reminded how lucky I am to be married to my best friend. So often in our day to day routine, we forget to live. We get caught up in work, and bills, and keeping the house neat. We forget to play. To wrestle or play tag. To sit and laugh and reminisce about the good times. To truly enjoy each others company and focus on living in the moment. I felt more alive and relaxed in this time away than I have felt in a long time. It was a good reminder that I need to start enjoying and cherishing all the little things life has to offer.
I waited 10 months for my husband to return from Afghanistan, and quite frankly I am beyond lucky and blessed that he did return. Period. There were days when all I wanted to do was sit in the same room as him, or tell him how my day went. My promise to myself? Stop being too busy to kiss him when he comes home. Or cuddle up with him when our son goes to sleep. To thank him for choosing me, and for being the best husband and father I could ask for. To forget quicker, forgive easier, and love deeper.
Here are some pictures from our trip…until next time Texas, it’s been real!