If you read this blog than you most likely follow me on other social media and know that I had an AWESOME weekend.
One of my closest friends from college married her college sweetheart and another bestie had a beautiful baby boy and I was able to be back in Texas to see both of these magical things happen!
This was a beautiful reminder that the roller coaster of life should be ridden with people we love and that DFW will always have a piece of my heart. The nostalgia for what once was and the potential for what could possibly be in that town is surreal, overwhelming, and wonderful all at once.
A confirmation that 10 months and 2000 miles between best friends is nothing. A depleting bank account results in dance moves, late nights and laughs between friends that are better than finding a million heads up lucky pennies. A chuckle at the idea of collecting boys like souvenirs at weddings while staying as classy as possible. A hope that “George Bush is here because I have the biggest crush on him.” A prompt to remember all that is great at home, while thankful for the adventure life throws at me daily in California. A potential DUI because a late night crunch wrap supreme feels worth it. A realization that an imaginery jump rope on a dance floor is way more fun than actual double dutch. A tranquility that can only be found in the sounds of summer cicadas. and a Texas sky so vast to blanket it all.