Rough Week

This past week had been a rough work week. We had to shut down twice due to ice and snow conditions. Then on our way back east from California I received a call that my son, Aaron, was in a wreck. His truck was completely totalled but thankfully he come away with only a bruise on his hand. We called work and that sent us straight back to Atlanta to help him. We were home in less than 24 hours.

I love my job. Old Dominion is a wonderful company to work with. Two good things did happen this week.

1. When we brought our load to Fort Worth, Texas, while we were fueling up, the terminal manager came out to us with a hot breakfast. He said that we were 3 hours early getting there and if we had been late it would have cost the company a pile of money. So he wanted to show us his appreciation.
2.  When we got to Rialto, CA, the line haul manager, Greg, told us that while he was attending a weeks worth of corporate meetings in North Carolina, our names were brought up as one of the favourite Atlanta teams.

It is nice to be recognized or just told that you are doing a good job.

This week a wrote a list of things I wanted to start doing that makes me happy, improves me, and helps me find myself. One is read daily and another is get more exercise. So I will keep you in touch on how it goes.

Who am I?

I often wonder who I really am. I am 41 now and still question it. I know I have difficultly knowing who I really am because I feel like I am being pulled different ways with different expectations from others.

I have a daughter and a son, both grown. I was a stay-at-home wife for 15 years before I went to collage to pursue a career. As a stay-at-home mom, I knew who I was. I tried to be perfect even though I felt I failed many times. I had strong spiritual convections. I stood up for myself and stuck to my guns about things I strongly believed in. One time my sister called me a snob. I was insulted. I didn't believe I was a snog just cause I stood up for what I believed in.

I went back to college. I felt a desire to have an education just in case something happened to my husband. Because of this decision, I had less time to spend with my kids. When I graduated and went to work in Radiology, I had even less time with my kids. Even though i strongly believe in having an education, I wished I had never gone down that path. I wish that I had continued to stay at home with my children and continue helping them to go down the right path. I failed them.

Now my kids are 18 and 20. I ended up leaving my job and becoming a truck-driver to work with my husband. I love this job. We are gone for about 4 to 5 days and then home about 3. When I am home I clean like crazy and spend time with my kids. I still have a strong desire to stay home and take care of them. I guess that will never go away. I love them intensely.  All I want to do is take care of them and make sure that they have a financially set future.........

                                            TO BE CONTINUED........