While I am quite excited about moving near family and old friends again, I confess to feeling somewhat apprehensive. I left GA 25 years ago. I am not the same person I was then.
When I left Augusta in 1985, I moved to SC to work at a church as the assitant to the youth pastor. I then went on to seminary at Columbia International University before attending the University of South Carolina for my graduate degree in counseling. I met my ex-husband in seminary; we married and moved to Raleigh, NC when I completed my master’s degree at USC.
Everything was going as planned. I was a good Christian, married to a good Christian man, working as a Christian psychotherapist and ready to start our good Christian family with two children, one dog, and a white picket fence in a nice suburban neighborhood.
I was right on track!
Some time after my mother died in 1996, I jumped track. It was messy. I haven’t been back on track since. I confess that I love the freedom of being off track. I found the track quite limiting and rigid. I had no idea how limiting and rigid it was until I was off of it.
So I’m headed back to a place that may expect me to be on track; but I’m not, and I won’t be again. How will I be received and perceived?
My life is very different from most folks I know. It is definitely not mainstream (my sister calls me eccentric). It’s a different sort of life by choice. It’s a life that suits me. It’s a life in which I can thrive and live with a great deal of peace and contentment. It’s a life that I’ve created with far more intention and awareness than the life I found myself in 25 years ago.
Yet, I feel a bit of pressure…
What is that pressure? Is it the pressure of expectations or at least of perceived expectations? I told my friend, Cristy, that I was scared folks might try to put me in a box or not accept that I’m out of the box. She told me perhaps I need to free them from the box and let them surprise me. How wise! Yes, I think she’s right.
Come what may, I certainly intend to be authentic. I also want to be on guard as to how I may limit others. And I will definitely open myself to being surprised.

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