This I know.

It felt kinda funny, in a good way, when my son Johnny phoned me to ask what to do because his furnace was not working. I have my Fireman's Papers for work, as I am a head caretaker at a school and have to do maintenance as well as cleaning. It was a steep learning curve, as I have never been what you'd call 'handy' by any stretch. So as I asked him questions about the 'symptoms' of his furnace disorder, I realized that it had to be his fan belt.Good. Something easy.

All's Quiet

It's really different not having kids at home anymore. Quieter. Easier. Not as exciting. You kind of have to make your own fun instead of having your fun thrust upon you. After the last one moved out, I kept thinking "Now what do I do?" It felt like my purpose was gone. I tend to be a person that lets life happen to them instead of taking the reins and making things happen. So, here I am thinking about what it is I could be doing with my free time. Renos to the basement, painting class, and my jobs, as well as decorating for the odd fundraiser here and there....Hmmm...

Matt

My son Matt is taking a Primary Care Paramedic course here. It seems like a perfect fit for him. Over the years he's been in a number of emergency situations where he's had to 'rescue' people. Once his boss had a heart attack at work, another time he came across a man whose arm was pinned under his car when the jack slipped as he was working under it. There were other times too, and I wonder if 'somebody up there' was giving him a clue about what career path would be good for him to pursue. Not that God causes accidents, but that He sent Matt to help. Matt is calm and clear-thinking in an emergency. He can take charge and delegate the 'standing around stunned' people. He's empathetic, and caring, but a useful kind of caring. Some people are so emotionally empathetic that all they can do is stand there feeling bad. It's a delightful thing as a parent to see your kids figure out their career path in a way that fits so perfectly.