Since May 2018, I have not been driving because I had to surrender my license. It's not my favorite. Wrecking my car sucked (it was a new to us Corrolla) Losing my job as a result cut deeply at my self-confidence. The anxiety of "what will happen if my new employer discovers I cannot drive" was a thick fog that took months to burn off. I feel self-conscious at times at the bus stop waiting in a high traffic area in Jersey Shore. I (probably wrongly) assume people think I'm a dead-beat or an alcoholic. There are times where I'd like to hop in my vehicle and go kayaking or go visit the Ethical Society 45 minutes away but I don't because I cannot drive. Long car rides are more stressful because Karen has to do all of the driving and I am not the best passenger. I much prefer to be in control of the wheel and can be an obnoxious passenger. May will be here soon!! We're starting to look at vehicles again and I know this life interruption will s...
My life as a pastor has come to an end and a new journey is beginning. Read about it here.