If you have visited here before, you can probably see that I have changed the name of the blog again. I started blogging at 4URuthie to tell the story of our journey to adopt our 1st daughter. I changed it to Mountains for Maggie when we were praying for God to move mountains on behalf of our 2nd daughter. Well now it is no longer just Ruthie’s or Maggie’s stories. It is now our family's story, and the stories of those we share life with, as we Conquer Mountains together. Both ConqueringMountains.net and 4URuthie.blogspot will lead here.

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I am a pastor's wife, mother of 4 kids (2 adopted and 3 with special needs), physical therapist, and photography junky. This is where it all comes together for me. Feel free to join along as I process life out loud.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Thanksgiving in T-Town

I heard Dr. Phil say the other day that holidays are a time when too many people get together in too small a place for too long of a time.   It made me laugh.


In my family we remedy the overcrowding by heading outside to shoot guns.  That time was made extra special this year when my dad gave Sam his first Red Rider BB Gun.



Jack put on his gloves in case they decided to shoot a squirrel instead of a can and he needed to go get it.  Luckily that didn't materialize into anything.



In the suburbs of Houston (or at least the one I live in) we don't shoot guns much.  We also don't have many trees in our yards that are taller than our homes (or us).  I regularly long for wide open spaces and my friends wonder why I am not more at home here.  Well.....



That is because this is where I spent the first 18 years of my life.


There were more trees around the lake then and the bridge wasn't there, but my house was.  My dad sold our home 6+ years ago to Texas A&M and what you don't see in this picture are the educational buildings that now sit on it for the Bringle Lake Campus.



My mom planted this Magnolia Tree and it sat right outside of my brother's bedroom window.  It was much prettier then and hasn't weathered the construction well.  We took the kids there the day after Thanksgiving to let them fish where mom grew up but we quickly discovered that A&M not only killed my tree but my fish too.



I miss you Texarkana, tall trees, fall colors, and wide open spaces.  Until we meet again...














2 comments:

likeschocolate said...

It looks like a beautiful place to grow up!

Lori said...

The scenery makes me long to go back! I haven't been back since 1997. What a beautiful place!

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