A Texas Two-Step

After a quiet month of June, during which the family mostly sat around the house, things are starting to heat up a little. Our son has fallen in love with Austin, Texas and is tearing up the road between here and there as often as he can. I wouldn’t be surprised if he moved there by the end of the year.
Since our daughter is just a month away from moving to Ft. Worth, it seems we will be spending a lot of time in the Lone Star State in the years to come.
Both offspring are in Texas today. Our daughter is in the back of a van with some of her friends and a goofy kid or two, bound for the Mexican border town of Acuna on a mission trip.
This is the second year in a row that she has joined a church youth group on this journey. Obviously, she found it rewarding. There’s a big white van caravan crossing the Rio Grande. The young people and their older escorts will build a house for an impoverished family. The camaraderie is noteworthy and so is the sense of accomplishment.
This continues the long good-bye for us as our daughter makes final preparations to start her studies at TCU. We won’t see much of her between now and move-in day. She will be home from Mexico for just a few days before she’s off to Colorado for an intense, small-group TCU orientation adventure labeled “Frog Camp.”
As leaving-home day draws near, she seems genuinely excited. She’s had a sense of certainty about where she wants to go to school for more than a year, and there’s great comfort in that.
Well, comfort for her. I don’t know who will comfort her mother and me when all this finally gets here. Get the IV bag with tranquilizers and antidepressants ready.

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