The Beginning

Since I've been impressed by my talented friends and family's blogs, I am finally motivated to start my own. I thought about if for a few months--thinking about what to call it and what to write about. At last I decided to call it "A Texas Sized Life" because I live in Texas and  have had Texas-sized experiences while I've been here. For now, I will start at the beginning of my time here. Here goes. . .

It all started in late 2006 when my husband, Brandon, was in his last year of school at Boise State University when I intercepted the mail. I had found a letter addressed to him from the registrar's office sending him something. As many wives do, I curiously opened the letter and noticed the words 'transcript' and 'LSAT.' I knew that the LSAT was the entrance exam to law school and got worried. So here I was with my two young daughters and  infant son, hoping that he was just entertaining an idea and would be completely done with school like we'd planned in the Spring of 2007.

When the door opened and he returned home from school, I confronted him. Waving the envelope in front of his face I had to ask. "You're not thinking of going to law school are you?" He gave me a sheepish grin and nodded. My heart sunk as the inner voice in my head screamed, "Noooooooo! Three more years of school!" I was just beginning to see the "light at the end of the tunnel," but now everything was going dark. If you've ever had a spouse working full-time and going to school full-time with three young children and one car, you will know the darkness and disappointment I felt in that moment. I knew that my life would be drastically changing and I wasn't sure I was going to like it.

In the summer of 2007 after the LSAT exam and the law school acceptance/rejection letters had come, we decided that we would most likely go to Lansing, Michigan. While I was packing up our three-bedroom apartment, my husband was dragging his feet about Michigan and was still waiting to hear from a school in Texas. He liked the school in Texas the most because it was one of the more inexpensive law schools and was in a warm climate. In the meantime, we went to a family reunion in California where my husband expressed his school wishes to his dad. Now I know it was simply divine Providence because Brandon's dad  told Brandon to email the school and tell them how much he wanted to attend their school.

After returning to Boise, Brandon sent an email to the school and received an  acceptance email shortly after. The only problem was that law school orientation was the following week and we were broke. Somehow, everything fell into place once we found a four-bedroom house in Sugar Land, Texas via the Internet and a family member donated money towards our move.

In retrospect, I can see that it was the hand of God who guided us to Texas. It took a leap of faith to get here, but in spite of it all, I'm glad we came.