Through reflecting on and questioning my believes and values, I figured out a couple of years ago that even though I am not religious or affiliated with any church, I believe and enjoy spirituality. This is most noticeable whenever I enter a place of worship, not matter what dominion.
Through other’s eyes: “That’s my concentrated face”
Some people are said to have resting bitch face. I apparently have concentrated murder face.
Through others’ eyes: “Duty first, then the enjoyment”
Living abroad and/or with a significant other from a different cultural background, you sometimes see yourself and your upbringing through a different set of eyes. Things that you might not otherwise question and usually take for granted can very suddenly be open for interpretation and reflection.