I'm in texas. kyle, texas. 30 minutes south of Austin.
a place that I've spent no less than a year, if that, total in the last 4 or 5 years that my family has resided in this area. it's also a place that I've come to really call my home.
I didn't grow up here. I barely ever lived here.
my brother marco is here. we used to do a lot, together. we were old buddies. my dad lives here, too, with my mom.
tomorrow morning we're leaving for WY.
I walk into my bedroom here, and it's almost like walking into a time warp. if there was ever a place in this entire world that I felt entirely safe, it's where I'm sitting right now - on my bed, in my room, in kyle, tx.
I do love my dear wife, and I miss her and my son more than I realized I would when they dropped me off at the airport.
not long ago, she sent this to me:
'You're my precious husband and whenever you are on the cusp of a life changing event you are nostalgic =) I love you through every step.'
yep. straight from my brain. a blog entry.