While I greatly admire writers who are able to follow a "theme of the day" style of writing, I am generally lucky if I can remember what day it is anymore. However, I do want to integrate a couple recurring themes to my writing that extend beyond the constant medical issues I am dealing with now, for I am so much bigger than my body. Tentatively (meaning if I can keep track of the days of the week and nothing major happens to interfere) I want to try to have "Monday Memories" in which I share the amazing stories of the children that I had the honor to teach and be taught by over the course of 5 years as a college student and 3 years as a special education teacher. I attended Vanderbilt University, where I had the privilege to learn from some of the greatest experts in the fields of every branch of special education. Yet my wisest, most life changing professors were my students. I may have been their teacher, but they in turn were mine and I am forever changed by having known each and every one of them. My wisest professors indeed wore pull ups.
I also want to try to do a "Wordless Wednesday" with photography, but since I am currently relying upon dial up internet (do not even get me started on that, it is like comparing the 1980s car phone with an iPhone) I have no idea how nicely my computer will play. Beyond that, I may expand to themes, I may just continue to write as my life bounces along this wild path, or experiment with different styles. In my heart I am a writer, I have always communicated my emotions and experiences best in writing and throughout my belongings (half of which are still in Virginia - rather annoying) I have over two dozen journals, piles of paper with poems and assorted writings on them, CDs of writing, and odds and ends. Not to mention in my Childhood Memory Box I have journals and writings from when I was little. In high school I once wrote a paper defending cannibalism because we had to write an argumentative paper for or against an "-ism" but were told we could not do something easy "like cannibalism unless you support it". No one else in my class was willing to risk trying to write an argumentative paper supporting cannibalism, but I thought it sounded like an awesome chance to try writing like Jonathan Swift's essay using sarcasm suggesting eating the infants of Ireland to end the famine. I took up the challenge and wrote an awesome paper (great grade too), but the teacher kept it. I wish I had that paper. I also earned a lot of respect from my classmates and friends, although I think they were a little creeped out about being alone with me in a car on snowy Michigan nights for a while. :) Donner, party of 2?
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