What does one say about oneself in these things? I'm 55 years old dvorcee, and the proud biological mother of a 20 year old boy and the adopted mother of a 21 year old boy (my nephew). Both boys are juniors in college. I have been teaching elementary school for about 30 years, currently in the fifth grade. I am a 2 year survivor of breast cancer, and though I thought I was living a healthy lifestyle before the cancer, am much more determined to be healthy now. I have been making lifestyle changes in many areas, and am currently very happy and healthy.
Right now I am battling those lifestyle changes I mentioned in my bio. I am finding that changing one big thing at a time is easier.
Worry about the well being of my kids. Everything else is good.
My joy comes from travel, the out of doors, a variety of friends, books, my dog, my boy friend, art, music.
Hmmmmm...I'm not sure that I run from pain. I'll have to think about this one.
I am changing the world by educating children to respect. My focus is respect for the earth, differences in others, and respect for themselves. I always try and leave an area cleaner than I found it. I vote for people and laws that support environmental preservation. I buy organic, mostly to support an industry that is functioning in a more sustainable way. I am investing in solar for my home, and I drive a hybrid car.
Stress gives me a tension headache. It can usually be handled with a hot tub, a massage and stretching.
People who don't care about anything but themselves...
Those solar panels...
Generally, people who don't know the word "can't"
I'm not skilled in picking husbands whom I want to stay with for more than 17 years...
I see good in most people... possibly the reason I have picked two men to marry that didn't pan out.
Sense of humor, caring.
My Sprinter camper.
My kids. They are fine human beings.
Did you not read the part about those two marriages??? Actually I only regret the first one. The second marriage gave me my kids. How could I ever regret that?
The earth and all of its creatures, and the delicate balance between them all.
My rocking teacher salary pays for everything! Ha!
Not really sure what rolling with homies is. When I was growing up rolling someone was stealing from them, and homie was a two year old's word for home.
I can't think of anything amazing right now...
I have to think on this one...