I’ve always considered myself a “free-thinker”. I’ve always thought I was different and I’ve spent my whole life doing my own thing and finding my own way. Not for the sake of being different of course but because my mind always thinks there has to be a better way than what is always being done.
There has to be a better way to eat, to learn, to sleep, to exercise, to have relationships. Always a better way and don’t tell me no because I won’t take that for an answer. I don’t listen to no.
All this time I thought I was thinking for myself but looking back I can see that while I was different I was just the same as everyone around me.
I homeschooled but then I got stuck homeschooling like all the other homeschoolers around me.
I refused to sit on my lazy butt watching television every night so I spent a lifetime going to the gym but I was exercising like everyone else around me.
How do you like your eggs?
When I was a child I liked them over easy. As I got older I realized I ate my eggs that way because that was how my mother ate her eggs and I really didn’t like them at all. I like my eggs fried in lots of butter with the whites crispy and brown and the yolks solid on the outside and soft but not runny on the inside. It takes a special talent to cook them exactly that long but my children have learned how and several of them like their eggs the same way.
But not my 6 year old. She doesn’t eat her eggs like her mother. She eats them over easy.