Another Move

Despite my love for all things Texas, the drive from Utah was not something I was looking forward to. 20+ hours driving alone would have driven me crazy! (No pun intended.) My Aunt Susan is a bit a "Road Trip Junkie". Or would "Guru" be a better term? She loves driving long distances and was happy to drive out with me. She was even kind enough to do 95% of the driving. I get awful anxiety driving at night ever since Michael and I spun off a two lane mountain road coming home from Bear Lake during an intense snow storm late one February night. Once my aunt and I made it to Wichita Falls, we decided some site seeing was in order since it was her first time visiting Texas. Michael and I took her to Dealy Plaza in downtown Dallas to see the site of President Kennedy's assassination. 

The Sixth Floor Museum. One of the shooters is believed to have shot from the sixth floor of this building.

My Aunt Susan.

The Grassy Knoll.

The Kennedy Memorial

You can see the Grassy Knoll past the monument.

I love the reflection of the sky on this building.

X's have been placed on the road where the bullets struck the President.

Dallas has some great buildings!

My Aunt Susan with one the X's marking where President Kennedy was shot.

This man claimed to have been present when Pres. Kennedy was shot. He has a picture showing him as a young boy standing along the parade route right by the Grassy Knoll. He talks to tourists about what happened that day.

The fence is marked to show where Lee Harvey Oswald perched his rifle to shoot the President.

Michael avoiding the camera.

The water fountain at Dealy Plaza.

Michael charging one of the bull statues at Pioneer Plaza

Michael losing to the bull.

Aunt Susan running with the bulls.

Michael attempting to drop one of the bull statues...he didn't get very far.

Aunt Susan has an admirer...

"This is Sparta!"

Aunt Susan got swept up in all the excitement of Dallas.

Street Cars are making a comeback in Dallas and they are so much fun to ride in!

Here are a few pictures I took during our arrival and stay in Wichita Falls.

We had ducks walking around in the street during a rainstorm.

There are some crazy clouds in Texas...the whole "Tornado Alley" thing has me scared I'll get caught in a real life reenactment of the movie Twister.

Our apartment was 2 minutes from Sheppard Air Force Base.

This was our final run through of the apartment to make sure that we had everything.

After 3 days in Wichita Falls, Michael's job transferred us down to Fort Worth and we couldn't have been happier about the move. The new apartment was only a one bedroom, but it is much nicer than the dingy one we were in in Wichita Falls. I'll post those pictures later.

I'm really bad at this whole blog thing...

Man, for someone who loves to write and take pictures, I'm really bad at this whole blogging thing...The saddest part is that I take pictures with the intent of putting them on the blog, but it just never seems to happen. Playing "catch up" is not nearly as fun as giving each story it's own well thought out post. Oh well, here we go!

My last post was about our move to Texas. So much has happened in the year since I last posted. The biggest change being that Michael and I are back in Utah! (Not an exclamation of excitement.) We loved living in Fort Worth more than anything we have done since being married. We lived in the most perfect location and still dream about it sometimes. I miss it so much that my heart aches when I think about it. We planned on buying a house and making Fort Worth home...What is the saying about telling God your plans if you want to hear him laugh? Two months into our Texas adventure, loving my job as a photographer and our season passes to Six Flags Over Texas, I received a phone call that changed everything. My grandma had fallen and really hurt herself. She was strong enough to be on her own when we left, but things changed and she could no longer live on her own. Michael and I decided to finish out the summer in Fort Worth then go back to Provo. We were both heartbroken, but we knew it was the only option if we wanted to keep Grandma out of a nursing home. 

So here we are; back in Provo. It hasn't been all bad. We've been blessed for our sacrifice. And we know that one day Fort Worth will be home.