The stars never change.

In 10 days I’m moving to Iowa.

I was born and raised in Texas. Having only traveled 100 miles in each direction. It’s both frightening and exhilarating knowing that in 10 days my life in Texas will be a distant memory.

1, 148 miles of uncharted lands.

Saying goodbye isn’t easy. There is so much to be missed. The smell of spring, the touch of a Texas summer, the taste of autumn and the spirit of winter. Being so far from those I love. Unfortunately, I was not born into the most supportive family. If they don’t approve it doesn’t happen. I’m the lamb in the lion den.

I’m anticipating becoming acquainted with new faces and creating a whole new life for my daughter and myself. There are so many changes just waiting to be discovered.

You may be asking why Iowa?

My husband grew up there. He tried a piece of Texas and Texas spit him into the fire pit. So we decided to relocate towards his family. Whom I absolutely have grown to love as if they have been family all my life. They are the most amazing people I’ve come to know. Among being excepting and nonjudgmental, they radiate hope. Something I crave.

I’m not sure what the future holds, but I know that for once in my life, I’m taking charge.

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