TEXAS

This whole story starts in Texas.

I was born in Texas.

My dad was born in Texas, and my mom, well she was an immigrant from the Netherlands.

They aren’t together anymore and both ended up being happily married to other people, but Texas will always be a place that holds a ton of memories.

It’s where my mom and I would road trip in her big, black Buick to Houston to visit my Oma and Opa. It’s where I started flying by myself as an unaccompanied minor at age six to Colorado. It’s where my family still owns a ranch and where I graduated high school.

It’s also where the babes and I lived for three years after California and where my divorce was finalized. It holds some depth, to say the least.

It’s where Half Texan Half Dutch came alive.

We are all half of something, from somewhere, with a story to share, and I can’t wait to hear yours.