What’s your name?

Nick loves people and he is unafraid to initiate a conversation with everyone that he meets.  We began noticing this habit of his about 10 years ago when we started using a wheelchair while we were traveling with him.  We would use the service offered by the airport to have a person push his wheelchair through the airport.  It has been especially helpful to us as we need to manage getting through airport security with a lot of carry-on bags.

His first question typically is. “What your name?” Arden or I often need to interpret what he is asking.  When the person answers, Nick will repeat their name, trying to pronounce it correctly.  Depending on the native language of the other individual, this can be difficult for Nick. They do seem to appreciate the fact that he is trying to say their name correctly.

Then he tells them, “My name is Nick.”  Which is immediately followed by, “Have you met Eva?” or “Have you met Arden?”  Once everyone is properly introduced, he then asks, ” What you do for a living?”  If it is the wheelchair pusher he is asking, the person is sometimes confused by the question, because they are doing their job by pushing him through the airport.  Often Nick will followup with, “What you do at home?”

By then Nick has made a new friend and the other person is usually smiling and engaging in conversation with not only Nick, but also Arden and I or whoever else is traveling with us.  It is very fun to hear about other people, what they enjoy doing and how they came to work at the airport.  It really makes the whole transfer time much more pleasant by having that simple human connection with another person.

For a long time, I would try and stop him from asking questions.  I didn’t want him to be bothering other people.  I came to realize that instead of bothering someone, these interactions actually gave the other person the opportunity to be noticed and recognized as performing a valuable service.  As humans, we all need this.

There have been many times as we have traveled back through an airport, sometimes months later, we will see one of the wheelchair pushers again, and they remember Nick’s name.  It is another reminder to me that everyone appreciates being treated with respect and kindness.  Don’t be afraid to ask, “What’s your name?”

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.