6/12/09

There's No Place Like Home

It's interesting living somewhere other than your hometown...

Mark and I have lived in our current town/county now for over 20 years and really I've lived here longer now than I lived in our hometown...

But the one thing about living somewhere other than your hometown is that the folks here don't know our pasts, our extended families, our old lives...

oooo...sounds mysterious doesn't it?

And that can be a blessing and it can be a heartache too...

It's a blessing because folks don't continue to see you as you were, the person you were in high school or young adulthood...seeing someone in a different light is difficult if they've known you all your life. I would be embarrassed if my friends today knew the girl I was 25 years ago, especially who I was before I became a Christian.

But it's also a heartache...our pasts are our history, our personal stories, our connection to others. To feel out of place sometimes, even after 20 years is hard, when folks don't know your parents, who your "people" are, don't share the same experiences and or have familiar memories...

So I'm thankful for where I lived, it gave me a past and a history...
and for where I live now for the blessings of good friendships and a "new" hometown...

1 comment:

angel said...

Debbie,
I really appreciated this. I, too, am sometimes glad people didn't know me "back when". But also there are times when I would love to share a history with people out here so I could enjoy a stronger connection to so many of the sweet people in this county.
Angel