I Feel Sorry For You
Not all of you. But some of you.
I feel sorry for all of you that don’t live in Texas. I just can’t imagine.
We have so much pride here. Being a Texan is an identity. It’s a calling. It’s a blessing on our lives. We don’t take it for granted that God has put us in this great state. Every Texan that has moved has always said, “But I’ll be back.”
The truth is that we love it here. We love the views and sunsets and beaches. We love the fact that you can drive all day and still be on Texas soil. We love that no matter where we go, if we run into another Texan, we’re instantly bonded. We love that we can claim people like Matthew McConaughey, Sandra Bullock, Janis Joplin, Nolan Ryan, George Strait, Tommy Lee Jones, Luke and Owen Wilson, Steve Martin, Ron White, Beyonce, Roger Clemens (although we may not really want to claim him anymore), and I could go on and on.
We have the hill country, ranches, the Mexican border (and consequently, the most amazing Tex-Mex food you’ll ever bite into). We have rivers, lakes, and beaches. We have NASA, The University of Texas, the Houston Medical Center, and so many brilliant people in one concentrated area. We have our own brand of music. All of our colleges have hand signs. We have countless Texas songs that we learn as children.
I don’t ever want to leave this state. For all of you non-Texans that say “What’s the big deal?” that is exactly why I don’t want to leave. I don’t ever want to live in a state where 5 year olds don’t know the state song, bird, flower, capital, and tree. (Texas Our Texas, Mocking Bird, Bluebonnet, Austin, Pecan.) Did you know the state gem is Texas Blue Topaz? Did you know that my birthstone is Topaz? Coincidence? I think not.
I don’t ever want to live in a state where it’s not common to see people with button downs designed to look like their state flag.
I didn’t say it was recommended. I just said it was common.
Listen, I could go on and on. But I won’t. Ironically, my “I love Texas” post is going to be one of the shortest I’ve written. But I think I’ve made my point. We have so much to offer. We have cattle and city life. We have hot women and men in Wranglers. We have big trucks and big hair. We have deep rooted friendships and polite men.
But most importantly, we have this guy…