Some of you have heard the rumors. Others wondered why we traveled for four days over Thanksgiving to spend one day in Texas. I've been putting off sharing this information in hopes that it wouldn't go through. Spencer has been applying for PhD programs and has decided on a school in Texas. Yes, Texas. Unfortunately Texas.
My husband is basically a genius and could have gone anywhere. He had the opportunity attend George Washington University in DC, but Texas it is. I can think of a million reasons to attend GW, and only a small handful of reasons to go to Texas. But they are all irrelevant considering Texas is where the Lord wants us to be.
Parker has a habit of asking me the same question over and over and over again in hopes that my answer will change. I find it annoying. The other day I found myself telling him that I gave him my answer the first time. I haven't changed my mind. I just realized I've been doing the same thing. I think we knew we needed to go to Texas long before Spencer even applied to schools. Yet I was still praying about it in hopes the Lord would change His mind. When I said this to Parker, I got my answer. I needed to stop asking. And, for the most part, I have.
I had succumbed to the fact that we needed to go, so we took a trip down there to see the school and look for a place to live. And I again found myself spending a lot of time on my knees afterward to make sure that's what He really wanted. I absolutely HATED it there. Texas is really not my kind of place. And again, I was assured we need to be there. Every once in a while I run into someone who once lived in Texas and hated it, and again, I have to ask. And again, I'm reassured. So to Texas we go.
I am looking forward to change. Spencer and I have no ties to Ohio. We have no family here. We didn't grow up here. I know some of you born and raised Ohioans love it, but it's just never felt like home to me. So besides the few friends we'll miss, we're happy to move on. Don't worry Kelly, we'll ALWAYS be Buckeyes fans.
School starts for Spencer the middle of January so we have a few more weeks here before packing up and moving out. That is if our house ever sells. Rotten time to get out of a house. But we figure if it's truly what we're supposed to be doing, things will have to fall into place for us one of these days. Wish us luck.