One month ago today my job ended at The Barton Center. For three-and-a-half years as the Camp Joslin Director, and two with all the camps, it was my home. Both literally and figuratively. Working there one minute, and not the next was a very confusing, emotional parting at first…which then downgraded into just plain emotional. And while the rational part of me has now accepted that (and believes it to be the best thing for me), there are still those occasional “please leave me alone” emotional spots. I’ve crossed through that event horizon from one world into another (imagine the “Stargate” television series, walking through the gate…or rather being pushed through it). As the website title (not to mention the post title) implies, I have often thought of myself as a wanderer with a purpose. I usually have a pretty good sense of direction. And only at a few times now do I find myself thinking I’m lost…wandering aimlessly…instead of wandering with a goal in mind.
As I was thinking tonight about the past month I took a look at my blog post from March 20, 2005, when I left my hospital lab job and my home camp, Camp Seale Harris, in Alabama. While I wasn’t at Camp Joslin, Clara Barton Camp, or the Day Camps for 15 years like I was at CSH, they have all been homes for me. They have all allowed me to actually enjoy my work for the majority of the time, which is more than some people can say about their careers/jobs. They all allowed diabetes to be a part of my work, and not just a part of who I was at that time.
I quote from my blog post in 2005 — “Because of it [my diabetes] and His grace, I am able to provide an environment where my wife and soon-to-be-son will, along with myself, grow spiritually as well as professionally.” And you know what? I believe that all of that happened. I even got a daughter out of it, as well.
So…another era of my life has ended. As with the last one, it is scary. But when I’m not in one of my now-occasional emotional points, I am excited about the unknown next step. I (now) truly hope that I will still be in diabetes camping but that is up to God’s guidance and my perserverance and patience.
I’d be foolish and a liar if I told you that I wasn’t also thinking about the people that I have been blessed and honored to meet over the last five plus years through these camps. I’ve shared quite a few laughs, tears and serious moments with quite a few people. But I think I’ll save that for another evening’s post…
So until then, good night all. I think I may have rambled enough for tonight…Happy Thanksgiving!
]]>Today was one of those days, of course. It was a wonderful 10 hours of driving. I saw Vasquez Rocks first (see post before this one) and the just drove north into the mountains. After drinking in the mountains I drove through a huge valley for a while before hitting mountains again and heading back to L.A. All in all an outstanding day – even had a chance to see a movie!
Now…if I can just get some solid sleep on my red-eye flight, I’ll be in great shape for heading straight vack to work when I land!
]]>Upon doing a little research I found one place I wanted to go — Vasquez Rocks. Some movies and TV shows have had scenes filmed here, including a few Star Trek ones I remember.
I love wandering!
]]>I think that kids don’t quite understand what is going on around them — but I firmly believe that they *absorb* the emotion from around them. So, for example, if there is the feeling of anger around them — even unspoken — the child can take that anger on. They’re not equipped to deal with it in any way other than crying or becoming “angry” or something similar themselves. Not to say this always happens, but I really think it can. I also happen to believe that my children got my sense of empathy. (Believe it or not, I do get emotional…just stays inside until I feel it is okay to let go of it. But I do cry pretty easily for a “guy”…but there’s nothing wrong with it!
So…when you combine the absorption of emotions with a lot of travelling, late hours, short/no naps, and simply not being at home, that can make for a fun evening.
But then you sit back and watch them sleep afterwards (if you’re not already deep asleep yourself) and smile because you love them.
]]>Because I told a really good friend that I would, that’s why!
It doesn’t hurt that he told me about the WordPress for Blackberry application (which I’m using for this post, by the way), either. So here’s to trying to post regularly again!
]]>That’s why the strict…and sometimes inconvenient schedule of the commuter train is worth it. Where else can a guy who spent most of his life in northern and central Alabama see thousands of people in the span of minutes from all walks of life? It is simply amazing — and fun if I put some imagination in it and really make the background stories elaborate!
]]>So…now you might (or might not) be wondering why I’m burning Enviro-logs. I’m heading down to Alabama for a couple of weeks, and instead of staying in hotels, we’re taking the cheaper option and camping out at some state parks along the way.
Ok…now it’s time to go roast some marshmellows!
]]>Do you really think that putting your hazard lights on will make your driving in the breakdown lane any less illegal?
I think not. Thanks for making my long commute even longer down the road, while you try to force yourself back into a regular lane at the next exit.
]]>Hopefully…it can only get better from here!
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