We will see the Trinity, winding and white through the forests. We will see the San Jacinto, scarred by sand mining. We will see the lakes, reservoirs, really, with thin crossing causeways. I suppose we’ll drive in on I 45 from IAH since the rental car won’t have an EZ tag. Have I thought about the restaurants we will visit? No. Have I thought about which neighborhood I will visit? No. I have thought a little about the soaking warmth, the green, the rich, humid air. I have thought about whether we’ll go to Galveston or to Brazos Bend. But mostly, of course, it is all about friends and family, brought into much clearer focus with the distance. We can’t see everyone, but we’ll see those we can.
So, those of you at home, pay attention. Those of you who have never moved, enjoy everyone as if you were about to go. New friends are wonderful. Old friends are indescribably precious. Family comes first, but we don’t lose touch. We don’t lose touch with the closest friends. But there are a lot of others we hope to see, so soon!