I started to sit down and write this about a week before we had to travel for my Nana’s memorial service. I knew exactly what I wanted to write. There were things I wanted to share about myself with our readers. I suppose I will still share some of it, but I won’t go into as much detail as I originally expected. Our journey for my Nana’s memorial service is now at the forefront of my thoughts and I have much I would like to share. So, my thoughts are, obviously, divided.
Recently, someone asked me about a Central Valley town about which I know very little. It’s a nearby city that many people are familiar with, but not one I visit and, in fact, I have only been to once or twice (on the west side). So, when asked a “do you know” question about it, my response was simple, “I am still new. I’ve only been in the Central Valley for 15 years.”
Now, the interesting thing is that I have never lived in a single region for that long before in my life. I have called Delhi home longer than any other community in my 33 years. (And yes, even though I lay my head on a pillow in my house in Turlock, I do still consider Delhi my home.) But still, even after nearly 12 years in and around Delhi and 15 years in the Central Valley (total), I consider myself new to the area. I still have much to see, do and learn.
That said, I sometimes feel like an oddball, I think. There are many things I am still learning about this area and the people here. I know I am not always on the same page as many people, even those I call friends. But, I am happy that we are able to communicate with each other and I love having interesting conversations with people.
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