Don't the THAT stop you

Caroline, my friend,

Life is complicated, isn't it?

Today my son asked me if I attended grade 13.

I said simply, "no" and intended to avoid further explanation, so I backed it up with silence.

The kid quickly followed up with another question: "Was it voluntary back then?" (Read: back in the Dark Ages.)

I was temporarily saved by embarrassment of being honest and admitting that I didn't get a diploma during my three-year stay at Viking High.

Ironically, I think it was my lack of education that made me work harder to prove myself in the workplace. I stayed late, arrived early, and took every extra assignment I could in hopes that that would make up for what I was lacking on my resume.

In hindsight, I could have been working towards a better goal than I had.

All that effort could have gone towards a career in journalism, or advertising. A reporter seems like such a noble calling, and a copywriter seems like a great creative outlet. And either would have been more interesting than the lifetime I have spent in the commerce industry.

All in all, I've arrived here (which, let's face it, is only half-way to where I want to go) in a round-about way, but at least I'm on the right track.

And I'd say that you are, too.