The Fire Station

My day began much like Alexander. At least, that’s how I felt. After a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad night, I felt I was facing a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And to top it off, I had to take my son to his class field trip.

Joe’s class was taking a tour of the local fire station. Joe had first hand experience with this particular station, too. One morning, when Joe was around  3 yrs old, I was trying to wake him up for daycare. I could not wake him. I dialed 911, the firemen came to our house and drove Joe to the emergency room of Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta. Joe was fine, and the doctors attributed his extreme lethargy to low blood sugar. Continue reading “The Fire Station”

What is your passion?

What is your passion? About what are you passionate?

I was asked those questions last week during a job interview. My answer? “I don’t know.”

After saying I didn’t know, I looked left, and I looked right. Then I asked out loud, “What am I passionate about?” (Please ignore my poor grammar, Mum.)

“Writing.” I said quickly – assuming responding to the question 8 minutes later is considered quickly. “I love to write. I’ve always loved to write.”

“Have you ever been published or paid for your written work?”

Oh sure. Try to put my writing in a box. My passion is pointless unless I’m paid or published, eh? I thought to myself.  “No. I haven’t published anything. I wrote for a local magazine for a couple of years, but it was not a paid gig.”

“Do you have any other passions?”

“Do I have any other passions?” Again, I look to the left, and I look to the right. And again I respond, “I don’t know.” Continue reading “What is your passion?”

Adventure Girl Trail Tales: Update #4

When we last left Adventure Girl, she had hung her backpack up for the night somewhere near Bland, VA. Since then, she’s traveled about a hundred miles closer to her destination of Mount Katahdin, ME. Of course, she’s still has half of to Virginia cover and months of hiking ahead of her.

Months of hiking. Are you grasping that fact? Months. Not hours; not days; not weeks; months. Go ahead. I’ll give you a moment to think about it. Continue reading “Adventure Girl Trail Tales: Update #4”