I'm almost finished with my first week of classes here at McCormick. So far the classes are fine and is well. With all of the new people in my life and the new places to go and see I find myself a little homesick. Not for the places, but for people. I miss the people I saw on a regular basis back home.
I never wanted Carrollton, GA to become my home, but it did. And for that I am glad. Don't get me wrong, Chicago is amazing, but no place is like the home you just came from. I find myself walking more, being more conscious about recycling and spending my money, and the dogs even get more exercise. I can't just let them go to the restroom in the front yard because there is no front yard here. I have to get up, walk them down to the park and clean up after them. (I know you wanted to know that)
But I also find myself more aware of myself as an individual; as a child of God. Coming from one background into a place with so many different people of different backgrounds, I have taken time to re-examine myself and where I fit into all of this. I have also become more aware of my social context. Mostly that I am a southerner living in the north. But that is part of what shapes who I am and shapes my story.
All of the people in Carrollton and at CPC are part of my story. People who have challenged me and people who have comforted me. I look forward to seeing everyone again and catching up, but for now, I will work on my story here, in Chicago. Thanks again for the love and support. I look forward to hearing from each of you. Please, send me your stories and let me know how things are going.
Peace,
Shelley
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