On the Move…

I’m a Florida girl. Born and raised in Panama City. Yes, home of the “World’s Most Beautiful Beaches!”  Growing up, especially in my early teens, I had an interest in Texas. At that point in my life, I’d never visited and honestly didn't know  much about it, but for some reason I was fascinated with the BIG state of Texas. And somewhere, in my little adolescent heart, I wanted to live there and felt like I would…someday.

Well, On August 17, 1999, I left everything I knew and moved to Waco, Texas! Why Waco? To attend Baylor University,where I studied Health and Fitness Education.

In August 1999, I loaded everything of importance into my car and my dad’s car and we journeyed together to Waco. I can remember arriving so excited, but also so unsure of where this would take me. I had no idea how long I would be in Waco or what my experience would be like. All I knew was that Texas/Waco/Baylor was the next stop for me. Honestly, I can say, its was one of the BEST decisions I EVER made. It was a hard decision...so far from family, friends and all I've ever known. But what a profound impact it had on my life!  My life—CHANGED.

There’s so much I could share, so much…but  that would make this post to to long and its not really the point, so that will have to wait for another day. I'll just say this, Waco ended up being a place I  lived for almost 10 years. School rocked, encountered Jesus in an amazing impacting way, experienced true community and friendships that forever changed me, graduated school, discovered so much about myself, taught inner-city kids, found the best coffee joint ever, worked with a non-profit social work agency, met my amazing husband, married, had a baby boy, and journeyed with amazing life-long-friends along the way. Forever changed! History made! Memories to treasure!

In January of 2009, we loaded a truck with all our things and move our little family of three to Houston. Ryan had been commuting from Waco to Houston as a pilot for ExpressJet Inc. Although that worked for a couple years, it became too much. We’ve been in Houston now for two and half years.

As most of you know, Ryan took a job with Air Tran in December ( Your can read that story here). He completed his training mid March and began flying trips. He’s been on several trips and is loving it. Ryan is now based out of Atlanta (reports to work in Atlanta, not Houston) and has been commuting back and forth since December. Although one can endure commuting for a while, it is not really fitting long term.


Early on, we felt like a move was in the works. As training wrapped up, we really started to since that our next step would be relocate to Atlanta. We both felt that this process would happen quickly and that has been so true. Ryan looked at rental houses last week and we found one. We’ll be moving to Newnan, Georgia in three short weeks!

After almost 12 years in Texas, I will be departing. I never thought I’d be here that long when I arrived in 1999. Honestly, now I’m having trouble picturing myself not living in Texas. Texas is Ryan’s  home state and all he’s ever known. So, we’re on an adventure, together. Our little family of 4 will make the cross country trek into our new promise land very shortly. We are full of mixed emotions. We know this move is right. We feel excited, peaceful and ready for this new season of life. However, that doesn’t mean it won’t be easy leaving this place, leaving Texas, leaving home.

If you think about us, please pray for us as we move through this transition. We’ll keep you posted along the way and let you know when we’ve arrived, in our new home state of Georgia.