Yesterday, March 2, was Texas Independence Day. Texas Independence Day is the celebration of the adoption of the Texas Declaration of Independence in 1836. This meant that the settlers in Mexican Texas officially broke from Mexico, creating the Republic of Texas.
I am obnoxiously proud to be a Texan. I know. What’s the big deal? Everybody is from somewhere and every state has a cool and interesting history.
I think it was the way I was raised. I heard a lot while I was growing up…”When your great, great, grandfather/mother came to Texas…” Especially on my mother’s side of the family because my father was from Tennessee. Of course I knew all about the volunteers that came from Tennessee to help in the fight for independence. Hence the nickname, The Tennessee Vols.
Oh, you haven’t heard of them? I have. Anyway…
The “Lone Star” is everywhere in this state. It was an older symbol, used before the flag was even created, to symbolize Texans’ solidarity in declaring independence from Mexico.
I never realised how many people and business’ use the star as decoration until I started looking yesterday. Mailboxes, real estate signs and yes, even little “stuff and things” stores.
My husband is from Kingsville. That is a whole ‘nother kind of pride. SOUTH Texas doesn’t even start until you get below San Antonio, according to him. Brush country, the Valley and King Ranch. They even crease their hats differently down there.
Oh and that’s where they have REAL mexican food. Don’t get me started.
Yea, I love being from Texas. “Oh empire wide and glorious, you stand supremely blessed”