Something about Texas.

If there is one reason that we moved to California, it was for me to
meet these four wonderful women. Maybe it is because they are humble
enough to live in the ‘nard, maybe it’s because some are from Texas (see below), or maybe it is because they were willing to break through my "I won’t show you my weaknesses" barrier, but each one of them has become a treasured friend and blessing to my life.

When you share a really good teary-eyed, belly laugh or an "I think I told you a little too much about myself" conversation, something just connects. Isn’t that the way it is with dear friends? They are the ones who love you more when you let the insecurities fly.

Having said that, I’m coming to a conclusion…people from Texas are different. Good different. The world could use more people from Texas–genuine, loving, huge-hearted, see my flag and longhorns people.  They are the salt of the earth. And I’m glad I’m getting some of that salt sprinkled on me.