From the time I was a little girl, I was convinced I was a city girl. I hated those yearly summer trips to Mexico cause I felt like I was missing so much of my life in Houston. In fact, in all the years that I've gone, this summer is the first one that I actually enjoy over there. And I feel like a little fool for not realizing the beauty of the countryside earlier! If I had only stopped to smell the roses... Well no sense in dwelling. The point of this post isn't to think back on my foolishness, but rather to comment on something that I've been thinking about. From the moment we stepped off Mexican land, I missed it. I miss it sooo much, if I could go back there for a couple of months, I wouldn't hesitate. I fell so much in love with our lovely bulls who wouldn't judge as I sat with them in the morning to tell them my thoughts. Corny, right? But, alas, if you had been there in the cool morning breeze feeling what I felt then you would understand. I've come to realize that I'm not really the big city girl that I always understood myself to be. As stubborn as I am, I cannot believe that I was so close-minded as to not accept the small town part in me.
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| Me & A Bull ;] |
Daily I wake up with the urge to run outside and not smell the fumes that surround our lovely city. Not that I don't love Houston because I truly, truly do. <3 But sometimes a girl needs a breath of fresh air. Sigh. I really need a breath of fresh air. I end this post on a sad note. Tonights very humid. Blah.
listen to Don't Stop Believing by Jouneys if you haven't already heard of it.
ReplyDeleteI've always love the country since I was a little boy in Vietnam. I was born in the city but i spent most of my toddler-hood in the country. I was probably 4 and I remember I would go to the pond and fish with a bamboo stick attached with a string and hook...oo0o next topic ;)