That’s the AT. The Appalachian Trail for those who aren’t in the know. My son is on it this week with friends. He is in the Smokies ,the picture above is of the trail in NY.  It is the beginning, we hope, of a life of travel and exploration. We have  gotten to the point of self learning and basically can only lend support now. It is not a requirement to go to college to get into a life of debt for a piece of paper no one ever asks to see. (Did you ever check to see if your doctor or lawyers degree is real? Or even your hairdressers?)

My son is sixteen now, wow! I do not feel that old. I remember being 16 myself. That is a problem now because all those things I did at 16 I want him to rethink. The car , the job, the whatever because I NOW see the vicious cycle of working for others that begins with a car. I want him to be free of the need of a job. I want his work to be his bliss not his bane. I think we are getting through to him about it too.
I am seeing quite a nice person emerge as well. No thanks to me either. This is done in spite of our parenting. Funny how that happens. I always think about Seinfeld’s mom saying “Who could not like him? What’s not to like?!” Yeah, that’s me. Old Ma.


This has been a busy month or two of seeding and planting for a,hopefully, bountiful year in the garden. Sprouts are also on this year’s list. If you don’t eat them you should. They are full of nutrition and taste good too!


About sixathome

بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَٰنِ الرَّحِيمِ Mom to six children that have never been sent to school.
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