Hi, nice to meet you. We’re still kind of strangers but we’re about to get intimate really quick. The kind of stranger intimacy that only happens when you are thrown together by a chance tragedy with a group of unlikely strangers and are forced to team up to stay alive (movies don’t lie right?).
The point is, if we’re about to embark on this journey of extraordinary living together, it might help to have a little “first day of school getting to know you” kind of time. The future direction I’m headed towards might make a little more sense if you know about the past I came from. So here’s my story.
Oh and one more thing before we get started…just so you know, a lot of the stuff I’m about to tell you about my life is old news. I wrote these first posts over a year ago in my beginning preparations for this blog and my life has already made significant leaps towards the extraordinary since then. But too bad, I’m going to make you sit in suspense for awhile and you’ll just have to keep reading Rare Existence to find out what happens to bring me to the point I’m at right now! Secrets, secrets, secrets!
So here goes…
I grew up with very little change in my life. The timeline of my childhood probably has like 2 lines on it (and one of those lines is my birth). I went to the same church from birth until high school and that church was also the school I went to from pre-school until 8th grade. My dad was heavily involved in leadership at that church and my mom went from being on staff at the school to being on staff at the church. So basically my entire life took place on the same church/school campus until I was 14. Oh and let’s not forget the fact that I lived in the same house from 2 years old to 22 years old (when I got married) and that I still have yet to ever live in another state or city (I’ve been in the Phoenix area my entire life). I told you, that timeline is steady and straight! Eventually I stopped going to that church and I went to a public high school, community college, and then on to Arizona State University. I graduated from ASU and went on to pursue a master’s degree in counseling (which I didn’t finish and is on indefinite hold). My parents are still married, I’ve never lost anyone close to me, and my entire extended family still all lives nearby.
You can see that my life in a nutshell equals very little change.
When you don’t have any major transitions, trauma’s, or tragedies until high school (and still very few then), you grow up viewing life a certain way. And for me, that life was marred by a constant fear of what happens when things DO change and when tragedy DOES strike! I know it’s ridiculous and you can call me a pessimist, but while I was able to enjoy my easy going life (I am still SO grateful for it!), I also felt extremely guilty and had a lot of fear of the unknown.
This fear of the unknown, quickly transformed into me trying to prevent anything unplanned, or unapproved from entering into my life.
If you want to get right down to it (and I do, because this blog is about honesty), I became very controlling.Â I believed I could control my world and the people in my world… so that everything could go how I wanted it to and I could remain happy always. The good thing that came from my young fearful state is that I was so afraid of getting into trouble that I always followed the rules and was protected from some of those life changes consequences that the after school specials warned me about. The down side to this is that it definitely fed my view that if I was “good” enough I could keep full control over my life and keep anything bad out.
I guess that’s the view you develop when everything does go your way for a really long time. I’d never been confronted by the force of nature or by seemingly random acts of God. So I started to believe I was the god of my own little universe.
While I never experienced a major force outside of my control, I did finally come face to face with a PERSON I couldn’t control (by the way I didn’t control my parents, but I didn’t need to try because my obedience led to very little conflict between us). My husband was not about to let me control HIS world and mine! So thanks to God knowing the kind of person I needed to marry more than I even did, I ended up being forced to confront the fake little reality I’d created and sat comfortably in for so long and instead step out and begin to take a few risks in my life.
If this were an after school special, it would end with a super dramatic chord progression and “to be continued” written across the bottom of the screen.