Leakey, Texas

This entry is written on location as I travel this great State of Texas.  At 2 a.m. on Sunday morning I arose to begin my three day vacation.  By three o'clock I took off on Interstate 35 toward my intended vacation destinations.  The first stop was in Kerrville to visit family.  Currently my maternal grandmother resides in a memory-care facility, with my aunt and uncle also residing in the city.  I was blessed to also visit my mother and step-father, as they were also in town for a visit.  This was a surprise reunion as I probably won't have another opportunity to visit with my grandmother.  In addition, I am usually only able to visit with Mom twice a year around the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays.  Making the trek to Kerrville was a last-minute change of plans once I realized everyone would be there.  After a great time of fellowship and a small snack, I took off toward my original destination of Leakey and Rio Frio.  My intentions are to stay through tomorrow (Tuesday) afternoon, upon which time I will make my way back to Fort Worth.  In speaking with my mother, I have decided to revisit the horrible attitude I have toward my current city of residence and the university I am about to attend in Arlington.  In spite of a new resolve to improve and change my perspective on life, I do have an overwhelming dread of returning to Fort Worth.  Most of this is of my own making; however, I continue to have the feeling I do not belong there.  Employment at work is not well, again probably of my own making.  But I must own up to life by taking responsibility for the consequences of actions resulting from decisions made.  As is almost always the case, life will unfold as it should.  This doesn't mean I will like what happens, but I must make do with what I am presented.  Until then, I plan to continue enjoying my short get-away to the hill country of Texas.  This is a great reprieve from the swirling turmoil of life.  Maybe I can return with a new strategy and game plan for the future.



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