Bonding

I'm slowly bonding with this house, the park, the town and area and well as its people., My across the road neighbors are very nice. Directly to the east of us is Arthur (who spotted us in the market the other day. He and his wife Dee offered to drive me to the airport, Very nice of them.

I have travelled all over the nation and visited many places not found in the tour guides. Even lost in Harlem at three AM with an 18 wheeler, my tenet held true. One thing is true, much of the way people are treated relates to how they expect to be treated.

I generally expect to be treated well and usually am. Richard laughed at me for being so shocked that someone was "in your face" rude to me at Kim's wedding. But he also agreed that he knew no one who would be overtly aggressive or rude to me. He has his own theories as to why. I am just pleased that it is so. I think I can thank my mama for most of it. She was Mrs. Manners to the Max and I believe that good manners are the keys to victory and good treatment no matter where you go.

Oh, I'm sure you've put it all together by now... proper manners are an outgrowth of following Jesus. They put the Bible into practice and are based on me, not the other person. It is my responsibility to set the standard and keep it,

So, now I am getting settled and feeling at home here... and I like it very well. People are good everywhere and I look forward to meeting more of them here. I do, nonetheless miss those far away dear ones I love. God has made me feel pampered and special, He's letting me know, I am indeed the King's daughter