Beth's Therapy
Welcome to my home! The place I feel at home; the place that is my home: my heart. Here I am.
Wednesday, May 29
Culture Shock 121
Monday, December 28
Culture Shock 120
5 minutes from touchdown at the Oakland, California airport, I decided I missed Mississippi.
The flight was mostly peaceful with a little bit of turbulence. With about 2 hours left, someone behind me decided to put on headphones yet turn their device up so loud I could hear it anyway. This person was 3 rows behind me. This person was obviously from Oakland.
I started thinking about the noise and traffic that California is known for. I stated thinking that my blood pressure and anxiety were about to go up.
It has been amazing to be "home" for the holidays. My heart is definitely torn in two. I left my heart in San Fransisco, but it found a home in Mississippi.
Friday, October 23
Culture Shock 119
Realizing the different memories my boys will have of their first few years.
Nick:
☆didn't know what rain was until he was 4.
☆loves the sound of car motors zooming passed him.
☆has a hard time living without a pool near by.
☆didn't really know guns can have a good purpose, (hunting, protection.)
Andrew
♡ doesn't know what a sidewalk is at 3.
♡can't sleep unless it is pretty quiet.
♡doesn't even know what a pool is.
♡can't wait to be old enough to shoot a gun.
Trying to raise them to love and respect each other despite such different backgrounds. At least they have the same crazy parents! They have that going for them!
Sunday, October 4
Culture Shock 118
My husband was told he needed to go back to elementary school! He didn't know the names of local heroes. He didn't know a lot of details about the Civil War. He wasn't clear on dates and locations of history in the gulf.
But ask him anything about the California Gold Rush. Ask him about the San Andreas fault. 1906? Big earthquake. The Oregon Trail. Lewis and Clark. Ansel Adams. John Muir. Sacagawea.
It's interesting to find out that kids in Mississippi and Louisiana don't spend time in school learning about California history. Seems like a "shoulda known," but we just never thought about it!
I want to make sure my sons learn about California history AND Mississippi history!
Saturday, September 26
Culture Shock 117
Street Names.
I lived in Atlanta for awhile. Most of the street names were Peachtree, ending in way, street, court, lane, avenue, boulevard, and any other form or synonym for street. I lived on Mead Street, though.
My home town of Antioch has street names such as G Street, 18th Street, and everything in between. A lot of Spanish names too or streets named after trees. I grew up on Springwood Way around Dogwood Way and Mahogany Way.
McComb is easy. There is the part of town with the state named streets. There are a lot of lanes named after who's farm used to be at the end if it. And some streets named for what they are: Street street. Broadway. Magnolia/Pisgah Road. Homesville Road, because it takes you to... Homesville. Easy. I lived on W.A. Walker Rd, named for the man who probably carved a dirt road into the land many, many years ago. He owned a diary farm and most likely had slaves.
I like learning the history of a place. Here in the south, history matters; history shapes the family ties that we see today. History is relevant, much like the biblical/world history I have been learning.
In California, history is fleeting. Families come and go. It's harder to find connections out west. I hope my boys find connections here.
Just Because
Friday, September 25
Culture Shock 116
Things I'm looking forward to when I get home:
TSJ for dinner.
Willie's Bagels for breakfast.
Trader Joe's so close!
Oh yeah, family!
Going swimming.
Free babysitting.
Monday, September 21
Culture Shock 114
Have I done this one?
Tall brick buildings. Many of them. Even around each other. Apartment buildings. Old shops. Two story homes. Brick everywhere in Mississippi.
I'm not sure when brick was stopped being used so frequently and plentiful. I know a few brick buildings in the downtown area where I grew up were not fit to enter until they were retro-fitted for earthquakes. There simply are not as many buildings made of brick in California.
I guess the big bad wolf can knock most of California down!