I’m a little sad as I sit here to write this blog. I had intended to write about showing the world that Texas does INDEED have seasons and that fall is one of them and that just because it doesn’t get miserably cold here doesn’t mean we don’t have seasons! But as I opened up my blog, I realized I haven’t posted in almost 5 years and I read about Ohio and I read about Jack and I got oh so very sad.
So now a pep talk to cheer myself up.
Yes, we moved back to Texas this past June of 2016. I am so happy to be home and in and around stuff that I know and love. My family was able to come to Jack’s birthday party for the first time in his life. I get to go to Bryan/College Station on a regular basis and I can’t help but smile every time we pass the exit that says “Texas A&M University”. I got to drive to see my new nephew last week, and then turn around and drive back home, no airplanes involved! I’m very happy.
But I miss Ohio. I miss my friends. Oddly enough, I miss the chill in the air for this time of year. Don’t get me wrong. I’m loving 80 degrees in mid-November. But when I am deciding what to wear in the morning, it kind of throws me for a loop to be looking for a short sleeve something versus a long-sleeve and appropriate jacket. And did I say I miss my friends? Well….I miss my friends.
So – let’s talk about Texas Fall. When I moved to Ohio six years ago, all of you Ohioans tried to convince me how much better Ohio was than Texas because “hey, at least we get the four seasons”. My response was usually a highly offended “well, I don’t WANT four seasons. I want hot and not so hot!”
Now that I’m back with a different perspective, I am appreciating the beauty of a Texas Fall. True, we don’t have much of the brilliant yellows, golds, reds and oranges that make Fall in Ohio a perfectly beautiful time of year. But we do have our own Fall, not a “version” of Fall, but our very own Texas Fall. My trees are losing their leaves. Each week, my yard is full of fallen brown and gold leaves as the trees prepare for winter sleep. There’s a change in the air. It’s drier. Yes, it’s warm with an occasional cool front, but it’s not HOT. The mornings are chilly, like I-can-see-my-breath-when-I-walk-my-dogs chilly. The air comes from the north sometimes. We get some dreary, cloud days with no rain. The days are short and the sun is gone by 5:30pm. And we all know – Winter is coming. It may not last long, but it IS coming.
Texas Fall is great. And I’m sorry I didn’t give it the proper credit when I lived here before.
So just because we don’t have DRASTIC seasonal weather changes, just because our winter doesn’t last from October to May, just because we can sometimes wear shorts over the Holidays, doesn’t mean we don’t have four seasons in Texas. I’m grateful for my time in Ohio. While it was never “home”, I made the best friends of my life while I was there (and did I mention that I miss them?) and it’s given me a new perspective. I often spoke to my Texas friends about how much I hated the fact that my perspective on Texas was going to have changed when I got back home. But now that I am back home, I realize that my perspective has changed for the better. I never thought I could love Texas more. But oddly – I can. I do.









