Sharing our stories Sharing Life.

The thing that draws us all together is the common thread of your multi-cultural childhoods. The experiences of multiple firsts, the first time we set foot in a new continent, new locations, schools, churches, surrounded and immersed in a new language, and always new customs to navigate. How did you do it? What did you learn in the process? I encourage you to share the good and the bad.
I've found that I became good at being passive, letting life happen to me and "going with the flow" worked for me while I was growing up. As a child my life was dictated to me; where I went to school, where we lived, when we moved, were all pre-determined. The idea that faith or "(fate?)" determines who I am and what I will be has governed me. The "when one door closes another door will open" acceptance of circumstance has now outgrown it's usefulness to me. I need to grow out of that childhood tactic and replace that passivity and "survival" mode with responsibility and belief that I can dream and achieve the things I desire.

The lessons we learned as kids are powerful in our lives but they can be changed. I believe an old dog CAN learn new tricks. At least that is what I thought I'd learned from my childhood. I came away with the assumption that I was good at learning new things, adapting to new places, meeting new people, and developing new relationships no matter the culture.
Yet the weariness of all the transitions, the losses, and gains, without an outlet, kind of shut me down from moving forward from taking on those new tricks. I came to believe the LIE that I had to carry all my burdens and joys ALONE because everything will changes and no one else understands or cares about my life.

If you have ever felt like this know that you are NOT ALONE! Reach out and lets connect.

I've felt like a kid in a man's body, in a man's world.
Yet I'm starting to feel alive again. Hope is returning!
Thanks for listening. What is your story?