I am still awake from my last post. So this post may not be totally coherent.
When I was younger I enjoyed writing, drawing, pottery, ceramics, painting, clay sculpture etc. I wanted to try gymnastics and piano (my aunt was going to let me use her piano) really bad and really consistently.
While I was at a session at the homeschool conference, due to a conversation that we were having, I realized that I don't really have a passion, hobby, or anything else that is just mine. I thought that natural hair was my passion, but I think that it is just something that I happen to be good at. How in the world did I get to be 32 years old and not know who in the world I am? At some point I must have just put the passions that I had to the side seeing that they were going to be realized. I feel really sad about that. I guess while we are all being deschooling and probably subsequently unschooled I will explore my learning styles and multiple intelligences along with my children and hopefully rediscover my passions along the way.
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