Light My Fire

Updated: Dec 6, 2021

Somewhere around 1999, a year or so after we had married, my husband I took a road trip to North Carolina, a few hours drive from Atlanta, where we now live. We decided to stop along the way and take a tour of one of the National parks and, as luck would have it (I use the term ‘luck’ loosely) we ended up with our own personal guided tour by a young forest ranger I’ll call Buck. I have no idea what his name was but that sounds like a good forest ranger name to me. Buck was so proud to tell us everything he had learned in ranger school. Ev-er-y-thing. It might be useful and interesting at this point in my story to let you know my wonderful, patient husband is a Self-Preservation Enneagram type 9. I am a Social Enneagram type 7. We knew nothing about the Enneagram at this point in our new marriage. Come to find out, there was a lot we didn’t know about each other that we would soon discover that included more than how anyone could choose Skittles over Hershey's chocolate. That’s a whole ‘nother story! Anyway, if you are lucky enough to have a type 9 in your life you know they are slow to react to a less than favorable situation unless, of c