We have been having a debate in our house.
A TEXAS SIZED dilemma…
I am a Texan.
I was born and raised a Texan.
1/2 my heart lives in Texas…still today.
I came to Florida when I was 19.
So young….I really just wanted to go to the beach.
And I LOVE IT…
I live in an amazing town and live a JOY filled life.
I am a TEXAN.
Make no mistake about it.
And if there is one thing Texans are…it is proud.
As I have grown up…this has GROWN in me.
I love everything “Texas”…
the 1000 degree summers
the dear leases
the line dances
the country cookin’
the wide open spaces
the 2 steppin’
the big cities
the small towns
the chemical plants
the ship channel
I love the HEARTBEAT of Texas.
The family and friends that GREW me.
It is what brings me back over and over.
So you can imagine how proud I was when I heard about THIS conversation when Jay was explaining the kids heritage to them:
Jay: You guys know my family is Italian. My family came to the United States from Italy. So you are 1/2 Italian.
Shasha: So we’re 1/2 Italian and 1/2 Texan!!!!
Yes, child….you are.
Jay tries to argue.
He says something about “Texas not being a country”.
He just doesn’t “get it”.
I guess my TEXAS LOVE is rubbing off!!!
Now …..to teach them that “Deep in the Heart of Texas” is our National Anthem.