Friday, August 7, 2015

Adversity And Being An Adult

I don't really talk about what I'm going to write today, but I've read some things today that have put brought this to the front of my mind. 

On Facebook a hour ago I liked a sarcastic post about about young people that think they know it all and to hold on for the ride that's coming. Some 22 year old girl, and yes she's 22 so I will call her a girl, wrote a huge comment about older people do not have the right to say things like that to kids. This girl stated she's 22 and knows what life's all about. LOL OK.

So you know what life's all about? Read on. I've never even told Paula parts of this story. 

My first job, fresh out of high school, was at a local sawmill. For the first few years the job was labor intensive, pulling green chain, dry chain, and things like that, 50 hours per week. The normal schedule was 5 - 10 hour days. After a few years went by my job experience grew by learning every job in the sawmill and planer, I became a supervisor. Being a supervisior meant I was the first one there and the last one to leave every day. That equaled about 55 - 60 hours per week. Since I was pretty good at that job I was soon promoted to superintendent. Being a superintendent meant I was responsible for two shifts while at the planer, then three shifts when I was moved to the sawmill. At that time it pretty much became a 24/7/365 job. I went years being there every day and nearly part of every shift just to talk to the supervisors under me and say hi to most of the crew. In addition to that I was being woke up most nights to answer a question or two.  Not so bad though, there were some great moments and I looked forward to work every day that I was there. Sawmilling is in my blood and I still mis it. 

During the 20 years I worked at the mill, there were three fatal accidents. Luckily there were none in my departments. Two of which I was not only the investigator, I was the person that had to visit the spouse to inform them of the death.

Now how's that for fun boys and girls? 

What I wouldn't have given right then to be back in high school or even college age driving my hot rod around wasting gas and pounding down beers every night. 

It's way more than that though. It's being responsible for other people. If I didn't do my job correctly at the mill by training the people under me to do their jobs in a proper and safe manner, the results could have been horrific. Proper training was literally a matter of life and death. 

It's the same being a parent and being responsible for your children. For years you literally have their lives in your hands. If you don't teach them about safety and life... Well any real parent knows what I'm talking about. 

However, being a caregiver is much like being a parent. Even though Mom doesn't' realize she has a problem and is constantly mad at me because her car is gone, or she can't drive. I'm responsible for her. If I'm not paying attention and she wanders off, who is to blame? If she doesn't eat, who is to blame? You know who. Me! She has the mind of a three year old and can't take care of herself so it's my job to keep her safe and as healthy as possible.

I believe kids think we adults are trying to be mean. No we're really not. We're trying to pass on the past experiences we've had to prevent them from making the same, sometimes stupid and costly mistakes. Life is fun, but there are huge stumbling blocks that everyone has to face as life progresses, we are just trying to smooth out the bumps.

Sorry about the rant, but I felt it was important. 

Thanks again for reading and I'll leave you today with one of my favorite quotes...

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.
Friedrich Nietzsche


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