Last summer I packed my most important belongings and pointed my minivan south to the Lone Star State.
Texas has been my home since last August and it has been a non-stop adventure, but an enjoyable one. It’s remarkable to me the differences between Iowa and Texas. I imagine it shouldn’t be a surprise, after all, I’ve heard in the past that Texas is like a country of its own. As time passes and my love for Texas and the Hill Country deepens, I can say with certainty that Texas is indeed like a country of its own and that I have finally come home.
I come from Iowa; it runs as deep in my fiber as the Mississippi River flows on Iowa’s eastern border, separating the state from Illinois. Tucked in between the cornfields in Eastern Iowa is Iowa City, home of the University of Iowa (go Hawkeyes). I called Iowa City home for 2 ½ years following a separation from my former spouse. It was in Iowa City that I completed my Associate of Arts degree at Kirkwood Community College and converted to Judaism.
I will always call Iowa City my hometown but Texas is my forever home state.
I was a little nervous about moving to Texas but have found with the passing of time just how easy it has been to feel at home in Texas. With one exception: the Hill Country affords much; stunning beauty, diverse landscape, spectacular wildflowers, art and poetry and kind folks. What is lacking in the Hill Country, however is a vibrant Jewish community. At least I haven’t encountered one yet, although I know there are other Jews nestled in these Hills as well.
I would be interested in sharing some of my impressions on life in the Hill Country as a Jewish Woman in the Hill Country. I hope you will give me the opportunity. Join me as I continue planting my roots deep in the Heart of Texas.
About the author: Kat Solomon has been in Texas for 8 months now and is enjoying every moment. She co-hosts a blogtalk radio program for 10K Poets on weekdays.