Oh, have I asked that question millions of times. (And, you too, fellow reader!)
As you know by now, I live in the east coast of Puerto Rico, beautiful land and beaches. The Yunque is close to us. I’m about an hour away from the capital, San Juan. And I always feel really blessed to be here. We’re bathed by the Caribbean Sea. Vieques and Culebra lay close to the Big Island. The Vieques Channel separates us from them. The Virgin Islands are located here. We have a strategic geographical position unparalleled in our world. What blessings of living near the ocean! I am really happy to be a Boricua.
As you may know by now also, I’m moving to Annapolis possibly by fall. Reuniting with my father and my uncle thrills me with hope! I fairly imagine what I can (or can’t!) do when I get there. This is one of the things I have never expected to do… ever!
But, uncertainty will always rest: How will they view me? How will I view them? Will they think I’ll cut them off? Will I (or should I) be rude? How can I let them know you can’t play with me? This, coupled with the seemingly liberal American lifestyle people can have, and the numerous “Sanbalats, Tobías e Idolos” (which my abuela –or grandmother- told me there would be), and the fact that public school has many a thing that should be desired, and my inadequacy of saying something coherent in 24 hours…
I’ll never finish the list.
As you know by now, I live in the east coast of Puerto Rico, beautiful land and beaches. The Yunque is close to us. I’m about an hour away from the capital, San Juan. And I always feel really blessed to be here. We’re bathed by the Caribbean Sea. Vieques and Culebra lay close to the Big Island. The Vieques Channel separates us from them. The Virgin Islands are located here. We have a strategic geographical position unparalleled in our world. What blessings of living near the ocean! I am really happy to be a Boricua.
As you may know by now also, I’m moving to Annapolis possibly by fall. Reuniting with my father and my uncle thrills me with hope! I fairly imagine what I can (or can’t!) do when I get there. This is one of the things I have never expected to do… ever!
But, uncertainty will always rest: How will they view me? How will I view them? Will they think I’ll cut them off? Will I (or should I) be rude? How can I let them know you can’t play with me? This, coupled with the seemingly liberal American lifestyle people can have, and the numerous “Sanbalats, Tobías e Idolos” (which my abuela –or grandmother- told me there would be), and the fact that public school has many a thing that should be desired, and my inadequacy of saying something coherent in 24 hours…
I’ll never finish the list.
As you may also know, I have pointed many a failure in my character. I have shredded myself in pieces over things that look glib or superficially stupid. But now I know:
That’s what we are. Be what they see of me, view me, I cut them off (I shouldn’t let that happen), I’m not rude, I can’t be toyed with (firmly, and with love), be in a liberal place, surrounded by idols, and public school can’t live up to its standards, my place in God will never change.But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. (1 Peter 2:9)
And you can be in it, too.
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