Ah, Georgia, my former home state. Last month I flew back to send Fred off to college and attend Dragon Con with George. This was my first visit purely as a tourist since finally selling my loft in Roswell earlier this year. It’s a strange feeling to visit somewhere I called home for so long. There’s a freedom, though. I know enough about …
Fly little bird, fly! Fred is officially off to college. My little fledgling has spread his wings in spectacular fashion. He’s excited for his independence and diving in to college life as a Presidential Scholar at LaGrange College. And what parent doesn’t reflect at this stage? As parents, taking a step back to consider how much it took to get …
Call me Sisyphus. Damn it if I haven’t found myself at the bottom of the same hill I was trying to push my personal boulder up five years ago. Here I stand again, staring up at the huge task looming over me—the need to get organized at home so I can get out and do what I love without constant frustration. …
At the outset of this April Escape series, I mentioned that this trip ended up being about more than traveling for travel’s sake. It presented an opportunity to shake up various travel ruts I’ve unexpectedly found myself in. My cache of travel skills and tools had shrunk in spite of all of the places I’ve been over the past few years. …
I stared up at the faces surrounding me. Bewildered. Frantically trying to make sense of my situation. I tried to answer their questions through the pain, confusion, delirium. I felt my body going into shock. I’m trained in Wilderness First Aid. Armed with enough medical knowledge to know my situation was dire. But at the time I didn’t know I …
