200 year-old house on 25 rocky acres in high country upstate NY and SO many highbush blueberries!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Last night was pizza night at the fire department and I pulled my weight as the topping lady. It was exhausting but exhilarating in a way. This group of folks isn't a tribe in the same way that my friends were in 1983, but I really enjoy being around them and my contribution is much appreciated. We're all working for something bigger than ourselves, and I love that.
I had put off telling the department that I'm leaving because I felt bad about abandoning them so soon after they'd invested in my gear and training. I had said something general a few weeks ago, but told them the specifics on Thursday, firefighter graduation night (great timing, huh?). After they got used to the idea, they were very supportive (short of offering to help me move!), and they asked me to stay involved with them as a social member. Something I will enjoy doing, too. It sounds a bit strange, but even after I leave, I think I'll come back and help with pizza nights - it makes me feel that good.