So I wondered if I did sit down to write what would compel me? What makes me laugh? What do I think about? What answers am I seeking to the numerous questions I ask? My 8th grade history teacher wanted my hearing checked because I asked so many questions. Little did she know, one day I would have a degree in philosophy. I wonder Mrs. Ray is now? Teaching in a big lecture hall where students leave their minds at the door and tape recorders on the chairs in the back. No questions asked, nothing learned, nothing gained.
In any case, I have been sending out emails for years to my friends on my ruminations about parenting, in particular, so I I thought I would have this a new forum for my thoughts. I struggle with the ego part of this. That I have something to say that could be construed as important or worthwhile that people would want to read....But I shall put my best font forward.