So I’m gonna lay out some background, it might help in understanding where I’m going. And I don’t even know where that is but hey, you never know.
When I was young, my mom would take me to check out Dinosaur prints in Texas or to places outside full of lovely trees, wildflowers and rocks. She admires all of the beauty of the earth we live on. Naturally, she passed some of that on to me. I developed an obsession over finding geodes(see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geode) every time we went outside. To the point where my Mom gave me a tiny hammer in which to break open all those rocks I suspected were and turned out weren’t. But she never once told me, I couldn’t do it, or wouldn’t find them. She encouraged me to find whatever rock I wanted and smash it to pieces. Thus developed my early interest in geology and earth sciences.
Somewhere along the way, as most teenagers do, I let my interest in geology go to the wayside. Granted I still thought earthquakes and volcano eruptions were about the coolest thing ever. But I was too busy doing teenager things(what a waste!! lol) It wasn’t until I got to college, did I unearth(LOL I had to) my love again for geology and earth science. I think a lot of that came from having a pretty amazing Earth Science teacher. I took all the classes he taught, including geology. We went on field trips all over, looking for fossils, learning all about the area we live in and then some. He even got to have special classes in places like Hawaii and the mid west(Arizona, Utah, Nevada) I was very privileged to be apart of those trips, thanks to my wonderful parents who never stop encouraging me. I got to see the volcanoes of Hawaii, fly over the erupting Kilauea, visit ancient waterfalls and hike amazing beaches. Again I got to go on his next trip to visit the Grand Canyon, Bryce Canyon, Arches National Park to name a few. I wouldn’t trade these memories for anything. I learned so much about the earth and myself at the time.
I loved it, but where was I going, how was I going to use it? I didn’t know, I still dont. I majored in geology at another college. I ended up only going for 2 semesters I was so miserable there. I loved geology but I felt like not enough. Besides, the area I went to school in, there was nothing to excite me there.I convinced myself geology wasn’t something I should work for.
So I came back home. Found a really exciting job chasing shoplifters. It was enough to hold me over for a while. Chased boys who weren’t men. Stupidly, but now I know. I tried taking classes again, this time, Art.
You’ll notice a recurring theme here, as this is only one part of my story.
❤ Mrs. R