Today marks three years since we became Texans.
Three years ago, I had a father and a cat.
Three years ago, the family looked around in confusion, wondering where the bright sunshine, desert and pink houses went. What we found instead was a forest, four seasons and a place where possums unapologetically live in folks' back yards.
Three years ago we discovered we are fabulous cooks.
Three years ago we discovered donuts could taste amazing.
Three years ago we discovered our Arizona winter clothes were inadequate.
Three years ago we discovered the locals own more than one rain coat, several pairs of warm gloves, hats, scarves and umbrellas.
Three years ago we discovered we could leave our personal belongings in our unlocked car at the Walmart and find our personal belongings right where we left them.
I told Marty when we left Arizona, I'd commit to living anywhere for five years. I'm pretty sure I can handle another two years in East Texas.
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