See that little "KDE"? Those are my initials that I scratched into the wet concrete in the new sidewalk in front of our office. (I will make the quick disclaimer that we did have permission to do that.) Eventually, it will be smoothed over and our initials will disappear, but I will always have the knowledge that I'm there, in the concrete, a citizen of our quaint, little West Texas town.
I finally feel like I belong where I am and that has been a long time in coming. I think part of it was my resistance. I have to admit that I didn't want to belong here. I wanted to be near my family and my dear friends, especially my best bud, Candice. I wanted to be a few hours' drive from the ocean, the lake, all of our favorite Texas music venues and, since we were making a reasonable amount of money, lots of shopping. To be honest, I still do want those things, but now I know that I am where I need to be. It may be forever, or it may be for now, but it is.
Putting down roots in a new place can be really difficult, especially when the new situation is so darn different from the previous situation. I have learned to love deeply my "new" home, especially the wonderful people here. I've met the most amazing people at work, we've found a loving church family to be a part of, and I've found immense joy in every season we've had here.
I look forward to whatever future God has set out for us here and am ready to finally put down some roots. Although, my initials are in concrete on the main drag through town, so I guess my roots have already been put down!
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