I love this place, even if it sometimes confuses and confounds me. The people here can be kind. To a fault. The people here can be stubborn. To a fault. The people here can be skeptical. To a fault. The people here can be trusting. To a fault.
I tend to see that as depth, and of folks wishing the world would treat them the way they want to be treated. I’ve talked with folks that have enormous hearts for folks that are going through tough times - drug use, divorce, job loss. But also stern in expecting them to be working to make their own life better - no excuses.
I sometimes wish we were a little faster about accepting change - both as a necessary part of life, and as a means of seeing the future just a little bit sooner. We always seem to be slow to adapt, even though I know folks here to be the most adaptable people I’ve ever met. Maybe being able to do it, and liking it, are different things.
Like I say, depth.
Love y’all.