The first time I went to Lubbock was to visit Texas Tech. I had never been to west Texas, let alone hoped to be one of its inhabitants, and anyone that knows me can attest to the fact that I was not built for the dust bowl that goes by LBK. I had just planned on going to visit the university since I got accepted, but when I got there I fell in love — which was not what I had expected to happen. From the architecture to the people, Tech is in a category all of its own. The only thing left to do was buy a pair of boots…
On move-in day, there was a mix of emotions. Happiness because I was starting a new adventure. Sadness because I was moving six hours away from the people that I wholeheartedly adored, and nervousness because I was about to be on my own for the first time in 17 years, with no one to remind me to eat (not that I really need that) or to make my bed or to turn my lights off in my room. I was very conflicted on how to feel, but at the same time I didn’t have a care in the world. I was happy. I had no doubt in my mind that I made the right choice on where to spend the next few years of my life, and every day after that my decision was reaffirmed.
The memories made my first semester at Texas Tech will be ones that I tell my children about, and I am so excited to make even more in the coming years. The friendships made are ones that I cherish with my whole being, and I know for a fact that I have met the people that I will walk through life with. The church family I am apart of has my heart, and they push me more towards Jesus, which is what I need. I may not have been born a Lubbockite, but I have definitely adapted to my surroundings. I don't think that I will ever get used to dust in my eyes or the smell of manure in the air after it rains, but I bleed red and black and that’s all that really matters. Lubbock, Texas has molded and formed me into the person I am now, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
