My monkeys are my own personal fairy tale in real life...

My monkeys are my own personal fairy tale in real life...

Ramblings, Sentiments, Rantings and Musings

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I am a mother of 5 wonderful children and wife to one amazing Navy man. I am always changing things in my life, constantly learning something new and trying it out. I am a wannabe vegan, minimalist and currently living full time in an RV. Just for clarification, I say wannabe, because I know I am not perfect, but each day I strive to do the best I can. That's all I can expect from anyone no matter where they are in life. I learn something new everyday...mostly about myself and my little corner of reality. Life, to me, is loving, learning and making memories. These are better than all the tangible riches one can get their hands on! Besides, there will come a day when all I have left is my love and memories...so I'll stockpile as much of those as I can!
Change
Looking around me everything is new. The old is once again a thousand miles away. A new chapter in my book of life. The beauty of another place to see. To explore. To fall in love with. There are so many differences in this new place. It is the polar opposite of the home we left behind.
Here there are snow covered mountains instead of sandy beaches. The cold wind is brisk and awakens my senses. Even the birds sound different to me. Beautiful but different. The sky is bigger and bluer than I have seen in a long while.
The possibilities of this place run through my mind again and again. The limits of only being here for 2 years reign in my racing thoughts and keep them in check. But only for a moment and then my brain is off and running again. The hugeness of being a whole family again makes my heart soar. No deployments, no surges only time.
Together. A family. Memories to last a lifetime.
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"I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built upon the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think. Whereas, if the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself, instead of sitting indoors at a little round table, while a sweet-voiced teacher suggests that he build a stone wall with his wooden blocks, or make a rainbow out of strips of coloured paper, or plant straw trees in bead flower-pots. Such teaching fills the mind with artificial associations that must be got rid of, before the child can develop independent ideas out of actual experience." -- Anne Sullivan