I have always had a hard time understanding what it is about Brentwood that keeps people there. I never fathomed how someone could choose to live there the rest of their lives. I had this conversation with one of my best friends the other day, because I want so badly for her to enjoy living in San Diego. Her response to me was, “Well if that many people didn’t like me in Brentwood, I wouldn’t ever want to go home either.” Ouch? Is she right though? Is a large reason for wanting to stay out of my hometown due to the fact that I inadvertently was “pushed” out? Maybe so, but I think there’s more to it than that.
Mediocrity. My dad taught me the meaning of this word when I was only 8 years old. It was a word he used to justify why our family did things a certain way, versus other families. “We don’t settle for mediocrity.” It became a mentality and grew into a lifestyle. I don’t settle for mediocrity. I can’t stand complacency. I have always wanted, and will always want, to be better than Brentwood. I left that place as soon as I could, and have kept my eyes forward ever since. This is my motivation and my drive, and this season of life I’m currently experiencing has never made me more determined to prove it.
I will become someone great someday, I will make something of my name, I will be a person that others wish they could be, I will leave a legacy that is remembered, I will be better than Brentwood.