Satrting Over! - Part 5

I am a single child, which means, I was often lonely. No siblings to play or to fight with. My dad was sick all the time, and my mom was busy working to put food on the table. I was on my own, figuring out how to entertain myself. I found joy in nature, more specifically, with ants. I remember observing them, day in and day out. I noticed their long tiny roads that seemed too long, when all they needed to do was to create a newer road to get to their ant hill. So lets say that I was the opposite of the "Ant Bully". I was the Ant Helper. Which takes me to my next clue in my quest...anyways, the little version of me decided one day to help the ants, and I spent most of my days creating new roads for them...no that they ever care to use my carefully crafted roads or batter to say thank you. In fact, one day I accidentally sat in one of the ant hills...lets just say that after that day ants and I became mortal enemies.


The point is, that another trait of mine is a passion for helping others. There is something in me that compels me to help, Is that in my genes? Did I acquired that from my parents?  Who knows. But it is within me. Now I have two cues. I love to write and I love to help others. Are those traits part of my call? Most likely. Are there other clues in me to guide me...? To be continue...