It’s graduation weekend for Alex(!!) and our last month in Houston. In just a couple of weeks, we’ll load up the U-Haul. After some time in Arkansas, we plan to make our new home in Tyler, Texas, where Alex recently accepted a job.
While Alex and I are really excited about this next chapter, leaving Houston will be hard. It’s been 56 months since I moved my carload of belongings into my Aunt Tammy’s house. I was 23 years old and about to begin my first “real” job. Since then, I became a wife, an editor, and I hope, a better friend and more faithful and passionate follower of Jesus.
Houston is where I became an adult. It’s where I realized that a 9 to 5 job can pay the bills but can’t fill my soul. It’s where I really learned that deep community can be built across a little wobbly table at Starbucks every Friday morning and in the Maresh’s living room on Thursday nights. I experienced that.
So when I think of what I’ll miss, it comes down not my apartment or stores or restaurants or traffic (duh) but people. God has graciously provided many sweet friendships here. He has placed along my path beautiful, wise, gracious women as mentors. He has put a deep love and affection in my heart for a 2 year olds and middle schoolers.
Thank you for all who have helped patch together our Houston quilt of memories and experiences during these years. They have been pivotal to my life and to our first four years of marriage.
Over the next couple of weeks, I will be spotlighting several beloved Houston friends who have brightened my life with their friendship. These ladies are stellar, I’m so grateful to know them, and I will miss them deeply. I can’t wait for you to meet them! Stay tuned.