By Tammy Moore Teague
A few ‘seasoned’ Citizen readers may recall the days of my personal column, and I have been writing for Resident Press for a while now and thought it was time to resurrect the piece! I hope you enjoy reading it half as much as I enjoy writing it!
Some twenty years ago, I walked across a stage, received a piece of paper in my hand and embarked on a new journey. Something changed after I moved away. Friends, they came, they moved on. I made new friends, met new people, forged new relationships. I was learning something that somehow I had forgotten as of late. People, even friends, come and go but there are those few who are always there and its like home when you see them or talk to them.
One of my closest, and dearest high school friends we don’t visit much, but we have that type of relationship. There has never been an occasion in my life that she hasn’t been there. I’ve been blessed with some wonderful friends along the way, most of them through church. I am sure you have heard the old adage, you can count your true friends on one hand. I would probably say that’s about a true a statement as one can make.
I, not unlike you all, have been dissapointed many times in my life. Heartbreaking disappointment, its tough but you learn from it. I think the closer you are to those who have hurt you, the deeper the pain. I had a dear church friend and sister tell me recently that God was strengthening me through those discouragements to prepare for the next valley. I had never thought of it that way, but I know she must be right.
One thing I have managed to learn in my short life is the value of family. Most of us set goals for ourselves throughout our life. Go to school, work, get married, have kids. My goal was always to take care of my parents. I watched my sweet momma care for her momma until she drew her last breath. It was such a beautiful and amazing relationship. I have seen my parents sacrifice everything they have to give to us!
We grew up poor, working poor. But, proud of who we were. I still am. I have seen children act almost ashamed of their family, it breaks my heart. Know who you are, be who you are, and be proud to stand up for what you believe. It is never flattering to see people who have a wavering opinion of others, all depending on who they are with.
My goal 20 years ago is the same goal I have today. First and foremost to be a faithful follower of Christ and bring glory to Him in everything I do. Second, is to take care of my parents, and now, my in-laws! I pray God allows me to fulfill that work which He has planted in my heart to do!