Home is Who You Are

Self realizations and insights from my mind:

I don't like it when people repeat themselves over, and over...and over again.
I refrain from speaking at times because I have a problem with repeating myself, and as a result dislike myself.

I need to continue to develop the ability to not let my emotions hinder who I am and responsibilities I need to uphold.

I expect too much from myself. I don't deny my feelings, but I am very critical of myself by how my feelings affect my performance in everyday life.

I value service towards others.

I like pepper.

I need at least 8 hours of sleep and to schedule alone time for me.

I have a passion for teaching and developing relationships.

I choose to be around people because I value the memories and experiences that I may have with them.

I recognize that I don't usually give my opinion unless it is requested. In this recognition, I don't usually feel the need to change this habit and freely give my thoughts more often. This is quite funny, due to the content of this blog. I chose to write this as an outlet for me. I know that those who read are those who are interested in me as a friend and person, and I want you to know these things about me.

On the account that I must soon leave, one of the greatest lessons that I have learned this year is home is who you are. My apartment mates for next year and I discussed ways to make our place seem "hommie" and a refuge for us all. That was also my intent for my dorm room this year. I wanted to develop relationships and friendships with my peers to try to simulate a home-like atmosphere. But these are the truths to me: a place is a place as it is, and people are who they are. I can't compare friends in New England to friends in CA. They are just different. I need to embrace them for who they are and where they are in their lives. I can't expect my "home" in NE to be my "home" in CA, or even remotely like it. A place is a place, and I must carry the home that I want it to be inside of me and who I am. The warmth and provision that God provides for me is not in a house, or in people, but it is in the Holy Spirit. It is my goal to keep my mind on God's plan for my life, and His strength to make a home where I feel safe.