Last month when I received an email from Hot Wheelz, I panicked. “Mom, I just quit my job,” the email read. By the time I read the second sentence, I calmed down. “I’m going back to school,” it said. That’s a good thing, right?
Most people aren’t making life changing decisions in their mid-thirties, but it’s not a bad thing. I have no idea what I want to do next (and I’m slightly over my mid-thirties), but certain it is something more fun than what I am doing. And that’s what Hot Wheelz is thinking, too. He was told about a program for veterans that provides another year of GI benefits to be re-trained.
So after a three-week most-welcomed visit, he returned home to Utah on Saturday. The weather was cold and the snow flurries rampant. After a hard drive home with Bruce Willis (the dog) at his side, he called to say he had arrived safely. The temperature in Salt Lake was about 13 degrees — even supposed to be less on Monday, he noted.
He began school this week in a two-year welding program at Salt Lake Community College.
“I loved my first day,” he reported back Monday evening. “It’s a guy’s kind of program. I’ve never had a teacher who stands in front of the classroom swearing and spitting.” (He didn’t really say spitting, but I could tell the teacher would if he felt so compelled.)
“Can’t say that I have either,” I replied and laughed.
“One of my classes tomorrow is called NDT,” he said.
“What’s that stand for?” I asked.
“Non-destructive testing,” he answered.
“What’s that mean?”
“I have no idea,” he said.
Well, with a title like that it obviously had nothing to do with parenting, because as a parent, everything you do has a possibility of being destructive.