At Home on Hill Haven

Musings, ramblings, and pontifications on motherhood, unschooling, farming, sustainability, spirit, and life in general...

Location: northwest Georgia, United States

I'm a living-working-breathing mom, writing, mothering, teaching, and soul-searching from our home in northwest Georgia. We are whole-life unschoolers, which basically means our kids actually have a say in what happens to them (it actually means infinitely more than that, but's it's a starting point for discussion). We are also hardcore environmentalists, anti-industrialists, trying to escape from our dependence on petroleum, manufactured products and other non-sustainable practices. We homebirth, homeschool, and homestead, and try to make sense of it all, in a constant whirlwind of chaos.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Once Upon A Time...

... there was a writer who became a mom. Then she became a mom again, and then again. Then a whole bunch of other shit happened and it seemed the writer disappeared. But the mom felt crazy without the writer, so she had to go looking for her. She looked in books, she looked in movies. She looked in her purse, her car, and her diaper bag. The mom couldn't find the writer anywhere, and without her she didn't quite know what to do with herself, or what to say. She kept looking. Eventually the mom found the writer, but she almost didn't recognize her, as she had been wandering penless and paperless for a really, really long time, and she was starving and thin (you might say paper thin) and exceedingly thirsty. In fact, at first the mom just saw a starving woman, and felt sorry for her, and offered her some water and a little bite to eat. But then, as the writer began to flesh out once again, the mom realized who she was. And so, the mom welcomed the writer back home, and sought to discover the ways in which she had gotten lost in the first place, in hopes that she wouldn't let it happen again...

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