Blurry Lights...maybe not

Night Time Horizon

I've spent many nighttime hours on the highway this month.  Spoiled Rot'n Girl and I left the Texas hills in the early morning hours less than a week ago on a bus traveling to an Indian reservation (with a most lovely casino).  Our nighttime return on a rainy night revealed a captivating view of the Houston skyline at night as it appeared to float up through the fog.  I wish I'd had my camera handy or at least tried to snap a shot with my phone.  Instead I just gaped at the breathtaking view.

This morning we sit at my sister's home just outside Lubbock, Texas, the city where I suddenly realized I was supposed to be an adult!  It's the place where I reluctantly entered the college of my father's choice, leaving my high school chums behind.  This is the place where I began my first real job. It's the sight of my first auto accident (ouch) and first broken bone, another "ouch" but separate incident. I made plans that made my father proud and my mother cringe.  Among the lights above is the place I first fell in love, had my heart broken, served as a bridesmaid more times than I really want to remember, and yes even decided to become a bride myself.  Both of my children were born in broad daylight leading to sleepless nights within these same city lights.  It may look like a vague photo to some, but to me, it holds a world of wonderful memories.