Today, thanks to my work, I had the opportunity to cover a Q&A at a local school that the kids had with some local authors.
It was a great experience, but it did have me wondering about my path forward. I love what I’m doing for the paper. It gets me out, and keeps my brain active. I just feel like I am missing something.
The local event coverage I’m doing is great, and it is important, but I wonder if I am missing out by not having any formal education behind me.
In this day age, education opens doors more than abilities. That is a sad fact.
It’s also a worry for another day.
Today has been good. Almost relaxing, even though it was an early start, and has the potential to go longer yet. I was out at the County of Paintearth offices early this morning for a photo-op with the local Reeve handing a $50,000 cheque to our fire chief to help with renovations at the new fire-hall in town.
The rest of the day has been meetings, video games, and appointments. Tonight, I’m going to a Gideon’s banquet tonight in a neighbouring community.
I’ve been able to keep my days full, even without the stress of a fulltime job. Working as a freelance reporter has been a blessing. It has allowed me to be relatively stable, bring in a bit of extra cash, and use my mind.
I’m going to say it though: I worry for the future.
I worry about Lynn and her struggles. I struggle with the fact that I am pushing forty and don’t have kids. I worry about our friends.
I worry about where the road of life is taking me. It hasn’t been an easy road so far. The phantoms of the past still reach through my memories, crippling me at times.
One thing I have come to realise though? I’ve been through hell on earth, and I am stronger for it. I have persevered when I had the opportunity to call it done, and at times when the road seems to have disappeared, I have blazed my road.
No, life hasn’t been easy for me. Then again, blazing your own road and not following the beaten path never is.