In the book Finding Paradise by Michele Ashman Bell, there are two main characters. Morgan, the heroin, lives her life as a responsible, predictable person who never does anything different than the norm. When her roommate decides to get married in Cancun and asks her to be the maid of honor, she feels like she should go. She plans on spending the week just sitting by the pool and reading magazines, and she feels like she may just go home early. She lives her whole life inside her comfort zone. However, she meets Justin, a fun loving guy who sees life as one big adventure. In fact, a comment in the book is, "He seems to spend more time in his discomfort zone than in his comfort zone." He helps her see that some of the things we're scared of can really be fun instead of scary. Even if they are scary for awhile, they are actually truly fun in the end.
When I look at my life, it's hard to recognize where the comfort zone ends and where the discomfort zone begins. When I first moved to the south, I viewed it as an adventure. I love to see new places and things. However, once I was here for a while, then any place outside of my house became the discomfort zone. Going to Wal-mart where I couldn't understand people was uncomfortable. I was extremely uncomfortable any time someone called me ma'am. Instead of addressing people by Mr. or Mrs. and their surnames, people are addressed by Mr. or Miss and their first names. No matter how old I get, I'll still be Miss Ellie in the south. I'm starting to get used to that, but in the west, if people say "Yes, ma'am," it's like calling someone a little old lady. If you want to get a lady's attention in the west, "Excuse me miss. Can I ask you a question?" The only times you use ma'am is in sticky customer service situations. Now, however, I have grown used to the way things work here, and I'm now comfortable walking around the south. I'm looking forward to some new adventures this summer still. I hope to find a couple chances to enlarge my comfort zone.
This post is part of the Hump Day Hmm at Julie Pippert's Blog.