Today I visited my past. Past memories. Past friends. My Past Self.
I grew up in New Braunfels, Texas. I attended High School here (Go Unicorns!). I fell in love for the first time here with a Soccer Player on Crutches, who I boldly asked to be my date to a Friday Football Game. I’m still surprised he said yes. I went to church at First United Methodist here. I attended friends funerals here. And I even worked my way through college at The Applebee’s here in New Braunfels.
And for the next 3 weeks – “here” is my home. Technically I’m living in Gruene. But for me, Gruene has always been a large part of the New Braunfels Experience. Separate but connected.
I jogged Panther Canyon today for the first time in 13 years. I jogged all the way to Landa Park, and when I reached the park I thought of the millions of memories I’d made there. Waltzing with Kyle Kolacek until 3 in the morning, jogging to Hinman Island with Bryan Dycus, sitting on the train in the middle of the park with JT Heyden when we were barely 16. I still remember it all like it was yesterday, and at the same time I can’t remember a thing. It’s like recalling a movie from a decade ago, where you remember the characters but can’t recall the plot. It feels good to be home.
I was trying to think of the right words to describe the peace and tranquility of this place. Of Gruene Mansion Inn. But then I decided that a picture really is worth a thousand words. So here for your viewing pleasure is my home for tonight:
Thanks for making me nostalgic for “home”.
I’m going to get my parents a gift certificate for a weekend at Gruene Mansion Inn for their anniversary. Thanks for the photos and sharing info about Gruene. I know they are going to love it!