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These thoughts keep wanting to surface, so here goes. Friends ask me “why are you going back to college?”   I can only think of one answer but I don’t have an answer beyond that, “because I have to, if I don’t I will shrivel up and die inside” sounds drastic right? Well it kind of is. I couldn‘t answer a year ago when I started but I think I have the reason now. I lost it. That passion that fills your night dreams and your motivation for sticking out one more time thru the yucky stuff. The kind that makes you smile and say almost there. I had a passion for teaching when I first started my homeschool. I had a passion for sharing what I learned with the little minds around me. I wasn’t “excited” to do it I was driven to do it. I wanted to be there when they figured out that idea that had plagued them and they couldn’t piece it altogether quite yet. But then they got a glimpse, and oh what a thrill! We as adults forget what it is to discover something new and then you realize y...

i FEEL lIKE i CAN shout SO QUIETLY THAT NOONE CAN HEAR Wow what an understatement at times. I read my daughters blog and I see her heart come to the surface of Times New Roman. Oh to think I could write like that. But I don't.  I draw sing paint laugh encourage.  These things come from me. People say- I love to watch you do ....  Because you do it so naturally. I laugh because that is how it is. I don't plan it, think it. It just comes pouring out of me as if the gasket finally gave way and the contents could no longer be contained. The music comes on and my mind is filled with emotions, my energy flows thru the graceful spots in my limbs. I cannot contain it any more than I can hold my breath.   How is it that some have the ability to look at a piece of wood and envision a cabinet, a bookshelf, a table. Some have the ability to walk in a room and the colors scream for adjusting in the form of pillows, wall hangings, furniture and the little hummel piece that has...