It's funny looking back at it now. When I left Texas the first time, bound for the empty landscape of Oklahoma, I knew I would be back in 2 years or less. Little did I know I'd fall in love with the place that brought me a beautiful wife, wonderful son, and a career that I have a passion for.
I can't quite call it funny just yet, but the past 12 months have taught me a lot about life. For those that don't know I left a company that was very good to me, for one that I thought had great promise. The day my wife and I made the decision, I would have bet everything I owned it wouldn't have transpired the way it has.
Today I'd give everything I own to have what's come out of it.
I don't know of any other word can describe the whole experience better than the word "sad."
unhappy, despondent, disconsolate, discouraged, gloomy, downcast, downhearted, depressed, dejected, melancholy
All defenitions of sad.
It took us moving to California to realize that the only real tie you have to family is a name, and what makes a family is the people you allow to be a part of it. That said, I've lost some and gained better ones in the past 12 months.
I'll start with the move to California, DISASTER. The whole situation. Nothing more, Nothing less.
The move back to Oklahoma, SCARY AS HELL. Neither Lori or I had a job, but we knew not having a job, and not knowing what was next, was better than what was going on in California.
Once home, our world changed. Friends we thought to be just aquaintences became like family. Family caught in the middle have emerged stronger, and my wife and I now have strength I wouldn't trade the world for.
The move to Dallas, EXCITING. We are surrounded by family. I'm working in one of the most respected newsrooms in the country. My wife will soon be a teacher in Texas, and my family will once again be together and having a ball...
The way a real family is supposed to be. Not separated by lines.
You are such a fabulous writer!!
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