I tend to think of myself as a pretty uninteresting person but you may disagree. I leave that up to you to decide.
I am in my late fifties, with four more-or-less adult children and an unlamented former spouse who is currently warming a cell in the state penitentiary. He was incarcerated for crimes against his children that I am not going to discuss here, because that’s not what this blog is about. I divorced him in December 2010, just after I went back to college, and he was arrested something like seven months later.
That period of my life was vivid, swirling chaos punctuated by varying sorts of emergencies — financial, educational, medical, psychological, emotional. At the end of it all, I emerged with a bachelor’s degree in anthropology and economics (summa cum laude, no less), a pretty good job, and my very own personal stud muffin.
This blog used to be called Beyond the Crucible because that’s where I was. It was about where I landed after the trials by fire that I had endured after my marriage disintegrated. At the time, I had no idea where I was going. Now, I have plans but I also know that plans sometimes have a way of morphing when you least expect them to.
After all, if things had gone according to plan, I’d still be married.
These days, I’m working toward a Ph.D. in Anthropology from the University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill and a life of teaching and doing research. This is as close to perfect as my life could possibly get and there isn’t much I’d want that I don’t have or can’t get. A life in academia suits me as not much else could do. Just being back in school is a little bit of heaven, as far as I’m concerned.
No regrets. My adventure continues.
[By the way, just thought I’d mention a little personal quirk: all the post titles on this blog come from song titles and song lyrics. So, if ever you’re in the mood for a fun game, see how many of these songs you can identify — although I’m warning you, I know some pretty obscure songs!]