Outside of Dumas, there is a small town called Cactus. When ever you go to Cactus, it feels like you are no longer in America. Everything there is written in Spanish, and the houses are completely different. They have an elementary school there, but all the kids who continue with their education have to go to Dumas to go to school because they don’t have any thing else. Cactus has some of the best Mexican food that I have ever had. Most of the places are hard to find, because they are in houses or connected to gas stations or something like that, but once you find a good one you are sure to find some excellent home cooked food. My mom and I head that way when ever we want to eat lunch and have a little more time on our hands. My favorite one is right off the high way, connected to a gas station. Neither of us even know what it’s called, but we know where it is and that’s all that matters. There’s another on in town called El Rancho that someone from Dumas owns that we go to a lot, but they also own a restaurant in Dumas that is close to the same. It seems like every time we go, one of them has closed down and something different is in it’s place, but it never matters because it’s always good food that we couldn’t cook at home. So, if you happen to be heading north out of Texas, you just might run through there. Just give a little look around and maybe you’ll find your favorite new restaurant.

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In my twenty five years of life I don’t think that I have ever had to stress as much as I have the last 7 years. When you’re a child your parents are there for you giving you what you need through life and trying to raise you right. I was never in trouble as a kid and most of the time I was always on my toes with my chores and other things. I did find out soon enough after I met my husband that he was the man I wanted to spend my life with. I was young but not stupid. My life had lead in a direction that required me to skip my child hood and take on adult responsibilities. I don’t regret that my mom needed me after my dad died. My husband soon proposed and we were married, it was at that point that I realized I had grown up and my own adult responsibilities had started. Through the years I have been through marital issues with my husband ranging from not talking to getting a divorce and it is all over money. When you grow up the more responsibilities you take on the more money it requires. Four years after our marriage my daughter was conceived and my mind was spinning not only was I trying to feed and clothe myself and husband but now I had a beautiful baby on the way that needed just as much if not more and I was scared out of my mind. In the end however I had a great job and was able to take care of everything we needed. Things have been great since then.

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When I was under ten years old, I remember taking those long car rides, and getting upset that my parents wouldn’t let me turn on the lights in the back seat so I could keep reading. When ever we went on trips, reading always made the drive seem quicker, and I’d get to finish a lot of books that I had been wanting to. It was a good way to pass time, and I loved it and didn’t mind sitting in the car. Then, when I turned about 15, something awful happened. I started to get severely car sick. I wouldn’t be able to read a page in my book with out almost throwing up, so I’d have to take breaks when reading. It sucked, but I could still pull it off. A few years later, no more reading. Looking out the window was my best bet at not getting sick. No more reading at all, and just looking down at my cell phone would make me get dizzy. I had to take Dramamine to be able to be in the car anymore, which knocks you out. Now, without the medicine I can’t even be in the car for very long unless I’m driving. I don’t know how I went from reading books all the time in the car to not even being able to text someone from the passenger seat. It sucks. My mom gets car sick easily too, and I think I just got it from her. Car trips sucks now, I’m either the one driving or passed out in the back seat from the medicine.

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