Memory Lane

Memory Lane. 

Yesterday felt like a trip down Memory Lane. 

Before closing on the farm we made one last trip to Wolfe City to say goodbye. The Rocking H had been a part of our life for ten years, and that season was coming to an end. 

We stopped for lunch at Posadas in Frisco, and decided to take a tour of the homes we had lived in over the last thirty years plus years. 

We began in Celina where we first lived after getting married. We lived in an apartment that first year, and then built a small home where we lived for the next seven years. That was the home that we had brought Brittany home to, and the place where we had began our life together. 

It was amazing how the neighbor itself looked pretty much the same, but the drive up Preston Road, or 289 as it was referred to then had changed dramatically. It looks like Prosper was trying to keep up with her big sister Frisco. 

We lived in two homes in Frisco. One for a little over five years, and then our home that we recently, sold for eighteen years. Frisco is barely recognizable now as it has exploded into a large city. There was only one elementary school for the entire town when I first began teaching there in 1985. 

We had a fun day reminiscing, and laughing, but to be honest I did find myself on the verge of tears thinking about the farm. Life really can be bittersweet at times. 

However, I'm very happy in our new home, and love our new location. Luckily I'm close enough to the Frisco area that I can still meet a friend for lunch like I did the other day.

I'm enjoying today, and am looking forward to what to tomorrow might bring.