While in New York over the holidays I was reminded of the phrase ‘wherever you go, there you are’. Texas and New York couldn’t be any more different right? Not really! Wait, what? I’ll explain. Yes, a south Texas ranch and the island of Manhattan are complete opposites. But the suburbs are a whole different story.
Where Mr. Giddy grew up is not too different from my small, rural hometown except that it was way closer to teenage hotspots like malls and movie theaters. And that’s important when you’re a kid! Anyways, back to my point. Wherever you go, there you are.
I can recall my first ever trip to New York, it was Christmas 2010. At the time I had met Mr. Giddy’s parents only one time prior. Needless to say, I was feeling totally calm and confident…psych! I was a sweaty mess, even in those cold New York temperatures. But at the airport the giddy parents in law (GPIL for all future purposes) arrived in a pick up truck. Yes, a truck. I didn’t even think these types of vehicles existed in New York. I had so much to learn!
I’ll keep the conversational details to a minimum, because I can’t remember, but next up we pull into a Longhorn Steakhouse parking lot.
Excuse me? Sure it’s a chain, but obviously a Texas based establishment. Weird! Had I even traveled anywhere?! I’ve never considered myself a Texan’s Texan. I don’t speak with a drawl, particularly enjoy enjoy barbecue or own a cowboy hat. However, I do love having big hair, saying y’all and wide open spaces.
Wherever you go, there you are.
I constantly find this sentiment coming back to me. When my personal training clients talk about their roots, showing how far they have come in their life times. With my life coaching clients, hearing about how they want to feel and what they’re struggling with mirror feelings I’ve had over the years.
It’s exciting more than anything else. We can mature and evolve but no matter how much we try to change there is still a piece of us that goes back to our roots. In the past I tried to shun my beginnings, but they just keep coming back. So now I accept where I came from. It’s a part of me, and why I love to help others build their dream lives.
I’m Allison Brooke McLendon. Transformed into Alli B. Mac and now Alli Knoth.
I’m from small town Texas, Livingston to be exact, but never felt like I belonged.
I finally feel like I’ve found my calling as a life coach.
I know my future will bring hope to others.
Who are you?