is, and the memories you have. I know, first hand, what it is like to give up your home place. I still ache for it today, and it's been almost a year since you, and all the others on this forum helped me, Johnboy, and Lil Brother get through this. You told me we all have to move forward, and do the best we can.
You may not feel you fit in, but you have a lot of blessings to count. You have a lovely wife who loves you, and the rest of your family that would lay down and die for you. I have the same thing. Still,....the change puts an emptiness in one's heart, that only you can come to terms with. You are lucky, as we were, that we had a lot of great wonderful memories, and that my dear friend, no one can take from you.
To this day, I avoid driving by my old homeplace, because I still yearn to sit in one of the apple trees in the orchard, and listen to my daddy feeding and talking to his dogs in the kennel. I yearn to hear mother call us all in for dinner. Not only did us kids live there, but after my daddy died, mother sold the place to me and my husband. It was at this old homeplace of mine that we raised our three children, and two grandchildren knew it as Nana nd Doodah's house. I yearn to open the door to my grandson's and them yell "Hey, Nana, can I spend the night with you?"
It's because of all this, that I write these stories, some from my youth, some from the present. Because only by doing this will they ever know about their roots.
The sunset may look different now, but it's still the same sunset. Put your memories down on paper, if not to share with us, to share with your family in the future!
My thought are with you and Debbie! I'm so glad I have become acquainted with you. No one will ever be able to take the cowboy out of you, because that is what you are...forever!