I love you, OK.

"You know we belong to the land, and the land we belong to is grand."

It's so grand, ya'll.

I grew up in the lovely town of Argyle, Texas (yes, like the socks). Stuck smack dab between I-35 east and west in southern Denton Co., it's a lovely little town with a population of around 3,300. High-school me loved being a "country" girl. A Texas girl. My AOL screen name was texascowgirl113..... And I prided myself on that. I mean, I rode horses after all. Everything was bigger and better in Texas.

My, how times have changed.

It's been almost seven years since I made the move to Okla. It took some time, but I've come to love Okla. and really consider it "home."

I was in Texas last weekend and found myself constantly thinking how thankful I am to be an Okie. Now, don't get me wrong... I love my friends and family, the variety of DFW radio stations and the fact that they have Corner Bakery, but........what else?

It warms my heart that Okla. has so much character. Locally owned business, restaurants with unique [and delicious] menus and people bursting with local pride. It's a real community of sorts, not just a giant city of people dwelling next to each other. It's people working together and supporting each other. A subconscious alliance, if you will. From the city to the country, it's all a beautiful conglomeration (whoa, that's a big word).

I suppose the fact that there's way less traffic doesn't hurt much, either.

So, for those of you that think Okla. is boring, or just a huge, flat wheat field, you're wrong.

Well, mostly. It is a giant wheat field.

But it's one worth discovering, worth exploring, and worth calling "home." I'll be glad to show you around sometime.

I love you, Oklahoma. Thanks for becoming my home.

Yours truly,

Amanda

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