Being in Redding California for the past year, Boca Raton FL was a bit of a surprise to me. My family moved here while I was away, and I had never been. Driving around town, I felt like I was in a totally different country! Every building has pillars, a lot of the buildings are a weird pinkish/salmon color, TONS of palm trees everywhere, it rains every day for at least 5 minutes and you can feel the affect in the air (humidity), the drivers are so rude (I've learned that Miami ladies are NOT to be messed with on the road, or in the checkout at a grocery store for that matter). It takes an hour to run one errand, where as in Redding it may have taken 10-20 minutes, tops! The men treat women as if they were just a piece of ___...yeah. My sister has at LEAST 20 guys on her back at work. It's kind of a bit ridiculous. Simple things in the grocery store cost at least twice as much, even at Publix (a place for low prices). It's a different world.
Since being home, I've been learning how to keep my relationship with God on fire (not a low setting on the stove...a fire!) It takes more time and persistence than it ever has. The atmosphere is totally different, and everything is distracting! You really have to buckle down and know what's REALLY important to you. Focus. Focus. Focus. That's what I have to do. Even though I feel like getting back into my old sarcastic, fast paced way of thinking, I have to stop and remember who I really am and what I learned this past year. My close friend, Sam, told me that when he first met me I was mean and sarcastic. That was true. I really was. Because I believed my humor was the only thing I "had goin for me"...so I tried to use it to impress. But really, he said it was a total turn off. Thank God he didn't give up on me with that first impression! He got to know the real me, kind of showed me who the real me was. A lot of my friends helped me with that, and God showed me my true identity in Him. It's hard not falling back into that competitive, sarcastic thinking pattern. It's true, in a large family it can get competitive. I have to remember who I am, and that people would still love me without my "brutal sense of humor". Not to say I'm not sarcastic sometimes...but I don't need to take it to the next level (meaning, tearing people down).