Missed Calls. August 25 ... from 2008 to 2015
Tomorrow will mark a year since I checked my phone on the way out of a job interview and listened to a message from the American Cancer Society. Tomorrow will also mark seven years since I stepped out of my first period classroom at Wakulla High School to check a missed call from my mother. Seven years ago, the call from my mother was a message telling me that my sister's battle with liver cancer had ended. Sara had celebrated her 31st birthday in May and her son Aidan was a few months shy of turning five. The miles traveled since that August school morning have taken me down some winding roads. In 2009, I had an opportunity to make a professional move to teaching full time in an online graduate program for Valdosta State University. This career move opened doors for me to research and write. Over the course of the next five years, I would publish a textbook, author numerous articles and write several book chapters. Making the move to higher education allowed me to...