Goodbyes are never easy

My last day. It's quite bittersweet. I'm looking forward to what the upcoming years have in store, but oh how my heart longs to stay here. Texas, you were my first real home. I moved here looking for a summer adventure and found the best two years of my life so far.

I got my first (and second, and third) full time job here.
I had my first apartment here.
I made my first major car repair here.
I lost a dog, and subsequently was finally able to get some closure on the one I lost a few years ago.
I found another dog that's as healthy and happy and rambunctious as you could ever want.
I discovered I have ADHD, and generalized anxiety disorder.
I discovered that I have an intolerance for grains.
I made some of the best friends I've ever had.
I went on a trip to Jamaica for two weeks and got to see what Deaf ministry really looks like.
I broke up with the love of my life, and got engaged to him a little more than a year later.
I planned a wedding long distance.
I paid off $8,000 of student loans.
I've learned more about myself and my faith and how to relate to the world than all my time growing
     up.
I've learned to be satisfied with who I am.

Texas, you are without a doubt the single best decision I ever made, and I sincerely hope we meet again some day soon. But for now, I need to take all that you've taught me, and live my life to the fullest in a new area, with new people, and new things to learn. Thanks for everything, my friend. I certainly will never forget all that you have done for me.