As I write this, I am sitting in what used to be my childhood room in Southern California, which has now been transformed into a den/computer room for my parents. I'm in the middle of a five day trip visiting my folks, my sisters, and the friends I had to leave behind when I moved to Texas. No real reason for the visit other than the fact that I only get to see my parents once a year (around the holidays) and that kinda sucks. That, and I just missed everyone.
One thing I don't miss though are the gas prices! Holy Crap! $2.23 a gallon??!! That's enough to make your average Los Angelino think seriously about carpooling or *shudder* taking the Metrolink train to work!
Seriously, though, one thing I have learned on this trip is that I've matured a bit. I no longer feel like I've abandoned my family by moving to Texas. I know that isn't very rational to think that way, but sometimes when I'm alone and it's quiet, that thought crosses my mind. Not often, but more than a couple of times. I worry about my family and how they are doing, despite the fact that I talk to my parents on the phone at least once a week. This trip has taught me that everyone is fine and that I don't need to be here all the time, that they'll be okay. True, thinking like this is also indicative of an over-inflated sense of importance, but that's beside the point.
I've also learned that I'm more comfortable in Texas than I thought I was. Didn't realize that before, but seeing my hometown growing and changing into a place that only superficially resembles the town I grew up in has helped me see that Dallas seems a little more like home now.
I think I'm finally starting to grow up. I'm just a late bloomer, that's all.
Take care,
~Rob
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