The Fixer

I’m a fixer.

 I grew up thinking it was my place in life to try and fix things.  Small things like latches that wouldn’t close and big things like disagreements that “didn’t concern me”.

 I did it with a well placed word or a joke.  Sometimes when all else failed I created a diversion, like falling out of bed or pretending to stump my toe.  A diversion is almost as good as a plan I used to think.

One day after a rather exhausting effort to “fix something” VerDell asked me, “Why are you beatin your head against the wall?” 

It lead me to think about that.