Well, after talking with my sweet sister and being reminded that not all people know me as my wonderful family does, I thought I would sort of write a follow-up to my last post about some of the (honestly very minor) differences between Peru and mostly the States. First, I do want to say, in Hannah’s defense, she did not tell me I should post about this again, but I realized after talking to her that there might be some of you out there that could have seen my last post (or will see it) as a big complaint or venting session for me. I am here to say…that was not my intention. So, to begin…
A bit about me: In general, I am fairly go with the flow. I really couldn’t care less if I don’t have ALL of the amenities I grew up with. I am not a diaper snob…although I AM a paper towel snob as I wrote about. I let most things roll off my back, and if something bothers me, I generally speak about it once or twice and then forget it was even an issue. I’m not a habitual complainer, although Justin might disagree with that now that I am 4 weeks from being a mom of 2 and in some unusual pains most of the time. But normally…I’m not. I’m sarcastic… sometimes to a fault (especially around those I am closer to emotionally), and I also enjoy hamming up a good story for a laugh (just being honest here). In a big way, I want people to know the real me…that way we can just be honest about the things we enjoy, struggle with, love, or hate. Then, we might have less of a chance of thinking someone else has it easier, doesn’t struggle with anything “I” struggle with, has perfect kids, never complains, couldn’t have a better marriage, is always happy, etc…get my drift?
So…with that said, my last post about Peru was basically me in the raw. I made some of the comments I did out of a joking spirit, and I even laughed at myself and the situation of differences as I typed it out. While I never set out to write that just for a good laugh out of my readers, I did write some of it knowing that I might get a laugh. I mean, come on…if we can’t laugh about some of the things in life that we find odd or possibly annoying, life would drag on and be so void of joy.
Also, I find it incredibly important to let people know the REAL me. I know that there are people who I am very close with who read this blog, but I also know that there are possibly people who read this blog who don’t know us as well. In addition to that, we have an entire body of believers in Tennessee who support us and who are also really still getting to know us as a family. That is why I find it so important to use this blog as a way for people to know truly what is going on in our lives. I don’t desire to make anyone think our life is any harder or easier here in Peru than the lives of whoever reads our blog…no matter where they live. In fact, one of our teammates has often said that we are “Living the Dream” here in Peru. By that, he means, we could not be any more excited to be in this other culture, learning their ways, and knowing that our complete job here is to teach people about Jesus. Still, that does NOT mean my life here is just peaches ‘n cream (whose life is?) …hence, my last post.
So, when it comes to gas stations, baking soda, diapers, brown sugar, odd hours kept by workers, or whatever else…yeah…reality is – it’s different here! But…in no way do I 100% feel put out, discouraged, annoyed, ready to “go home”, frustrated, etc. with our life here. Of course, there are moments in my days that I might feel any one of those things that I just mentioned. But who doesn’t?! I don’t care where you live…don’t we all have those feelings at one time or another? In addition, I hope it was clear that I am obviously not oblivious to the fact that I have stepped into a different world than I am used to. If anything, I feel like I was given many wonderful tools to cope with the fact that I am living in a place different than what I am used to…whether it be different than Texas OR different than Costa Rica.
So there you have it. If you read the last post I put on our blog, then you have tasted some of the real Alison Monique Thompson…how I feel about some things and how I recounted how I feel. I pray we can all just be more vulnerable with one another in an attempt to learn from each other’s experiences and laugh together about the many things God has laid out to be different across our globe.
Note to my comment people: I didn’t feel like I needed to write this post because of any one spcific comment on my last post. Just so you guys know… =) I loved reading what you each had to say, and it is always a boost when we can see who is reading and enjoying our blog. Thanks to you all!
Hopefully I have not just completely rambled on about things no one cares about…haha. That would be great.