7 Year Itch
We were never married, but its time I leave you, Texas. It’s been one heck of a journey. The past 7 years have taught me more than I could have imagined. This is where I found out I could accomplish anything if I could survive driving on the highway. I learned all about what I like and dislike about myself and others. I took chances, fell down, got back up, and fell down again. I lost my way, found a new path, and meandered through the many cultural cities this state has to offer. I found friends for life, got my heart broken, and cried for being happy and sad. This time in Texas taught me about being alone and how great it feels to be in the presence of the ones I truly love. This is where I met my husband and I thank God for the journey, as hard as it was, to meet him. I grew thicker skin and a twang that I hope to hold onto.
As I say goodbye, I know that without you, I would not be where I am today. The end of anything is bittersweet as one travels onward to exciting things, but also leaves a trail of memories that only I can hold in my heart. There are some things I will miss, and some things I will soon forget. Allow me to share some of those things
I will miss….
Warm nights
The city lights, especially reunion tower (where my husband proposed 
)
Living in walking distance to the library, grocery store, and CVS
Watching football games at 10 Grill
The culture in Dallas
The shopping (or more like window shopping)
White Rock Lake
Sunsets that take your breath away
Rooftop pool and barbequing
All our friends in Dallas
I won’t miss….
The drivers! Especially those who make up their own rules
Getting cornered in the elevators by dogs
Waking up every morning to honking of horns
Getting hit up for money every time I go for a walk
The lack of natural beauty
Texas pride (its all cute at first, but it gets really old fast!)
Highway system and the 2 second turnaround to enter the highway
Feeling rushed all the time
Being surrounded by cement and concrete
Air pollution and the many headaches because of it
Fearing for my life anytime I cross the street
Fearing for my life anytime I enter the highway
The realization that it is not Colorado
