This road trip across America as I said began with many reluctant goodbye's as I headed to the road. I met the Jensen's last summer while installing security systems. Nate was a technician with me and his lovely wife Nichelle was a saleswoman and a good one at that. They bought a great new home in Mesa and asked me to do some work on it before they moved in. I was so honored to be able to help and to spend some time with them for a couple of days. I just love them and was so glad to see them. They are having a baby very soon too. They are going to be super parents.
I ended my stay in Arizona at a concert for my cousin's band 'Turley' he is a former NFL lineman and an extremely talented musician. The concert was great, I hung out on the tour bus and caught up with him. Then I took a couple pictures and hit the road again. Next stop 15 hours away in San Antonio.
I left the concert at about 10pm and drove util it started to rain. Then I pulled my big truck in between two big rigs and slept til the sun rose. I think that one of the greatest blessings that God gives us for waking up early, is the beauty of daybreak. The sunrise is is always so amazing, to know of that beauty, just reflect on your favorite one.
Friends can surprise you especially after ten years. When I pulled up to the Olbury's house I was cheerfully greeted by their three cute kids and my old friend Corey. The night was amazing ten years later and he and I are more alike than we were in high school. The only thing we disagree on is religion and we are still pretty close there. He even home schools his kids. After another deep breathe and some breakfast burritos I was on my way.
Taking in the green of Texas I decided that I truly love it there, deep in my heart, I do. Upon reaching Houston I got to see one of my most favorite people in the whole world, John Schmieg, was like a father/coolest older brother to me when I was a kid. He is a laugh a minute and I only spent a few with him before arriving at my sisters house in League City.
There's something about that little blonde-haired boy that lives there that just makes me smile. The rest of my day was filled with multiple conversations between adults and Kids. Abner wanted to swing and take naps and go pot-ty. He even turned some part of his tool set into a fun skateboard. And showed me how to hold his sweet little sister. The sun went down to quick, there is never enough time when you're surrounded by those you love. I woke and flew back to Utah for a work conference, and few fun parties with more family.
Two posts and I'm not even out of Texas, but its a good place to be. more to come...
Monday, April 26
Sunday, April 25
Nor Car
I have been living in North Carolina since the beginning of April and I must say, its been a dream. After deciding last year that I would never bear another Winter in Utah. I found myself freezing last fall in Cedar City and in my final semester of school. I quickly began planning my escape and working on every possible way to avoid the cold while I was there.
This plan worked almost perfectly. I turned down many invitations to play in the snow, I took advantage of the sunshine days, and I ignored the snow, its bitter crystals fell upon deaf ears. As soon as I could in January I went to St. George to work every possible moment and stayed through half of February, pulling out plugs of dirt with my machine outside each day soaking up the vitamin D. Going back to my cave in Cedar City each night to listen to the sweet sounds of the band.
The rest of February and March flew by like a good conversation, I dug in my heals, attempting to stop time and fill my soul with my last college memories, life was sublime. It transcended all snow and grey I watched the creation of beautiful music, collaboration of talents, pain from heartache and the joy of friends finding new love. I closed old doors decided, finally, to nail them shut; as I moved on, my heart wrenched. At this point almost impervious to snow but still loathing its existence I packed my bags, donated my junk, gave away my favorite couch, and reluctantly left my home of the last three years.
I have traveled across this beautiful land many times in my life now but this time I decided to take it slow. First stop Mesa, AZ and a few days with the Jensen's.
To Be Continued....
This plan worked almost perfectly. I turned down many invitations to play in the snow, I took advantage of the sunshine days, and I ignored the snow, its bitter crystals fell upon deaf ears. As soon as I could in January I went to St. George to work every possible moment and stayed through half of February, pulling out plugs of dirt with my machine outside each day soaking up the vitamin D. Going back to my cave in Cedar City each night to listen to the sweet sounds of the band.
The rest of February and March flew by like a good conversation, I dug in my heals, attempting to stop time and fill my soul with my last college memories, life was sublime. It transcended all snow and grey I watched the creation of beautiful music, collaboration of talents, pain from heartache and the joy of friends finding new love. I closed old doors decided, finally, to nail them shut; as I moved on, my heart wrenched. At this point almost impervious to snow but still loathing its existence I packed my bags, donated my junk, gave away my favorite couch, and reluctantly left my home of the last three years.
I have traveled across this beautiful land many times in my life now but this time I decided to take it slow. First stop Mesa, AZ and a few days with the Jensen's.
To Be Continued....
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