I awoke this morning to a nice little note in my inbox..."Sorry to tell you this...but you've been memed".
Now that's a man that has a way of getting your attention. I have been memed by Ed Rybczynski, and after reading his meme, I'm not sure I can compare. His words are careful, yet beautiful. But enough about him, cause this meme is supposed to be about me. I had to go back and see what I would like to add from my last meme which I think was pretty absent of much thought.
Home Schooled...and it still continues
Born in Tucson I grew up just outside Scottsdale AZ, in Fountain Hills, the home of the "Largest Fountain in the World". It was a very small town at the time, 1500 or so people, and now is a sprawling community with resorts, golf communites etc. After the 8th grade, my Dad decided to home school me, and my younger brother and sister. His philosophy was about developing children who were individuals, self-educated, with natural curiosity intact.
I hated every minute of it! But during my two years of self-schooling, I excelled quickly in academics, and became a very self-aware person in terms of taking the responsibility of my own development, which has empowered me as an adult. I started Scottsdale Community College at the age of 16,and found theatre. I worked and performed for the next 6 years, putting myself through college, and going on to a small private college in San Diego called United States International University. There I continued to study dance, voice and the other Arts. I fell in love with it all, and fell in love with California.
The Memories that have shaped me...
Both of my parents grew up in Columbia, South Carolina, high school sweethearts. My grandparents lived only a couple blocks away from each other. As a child, my parents would send me off to South Carolina to spend the summer with my grandparents and my cousins...all girls. There, I was surrounded in comfort, love and good southern cooking. My maternal grandmother and I would spend hours playing Kings Corners (card game) while drinking sweet tea, and watching soaps on TV. On my grandmothers dying day we were still talking about Days of Our lives...it was her favorite, and she lit up just talking about it. Sometimes the littlest things make others happy.
My paternal grandparents owned a lake house on Lake Murray. My parents used to party there when they were in high school. There we would swim and fish for hours on end. My cousin and I would always race in the early morning hours to be the first to the dock and get the best fishing spot. My paternal grandmother had a garden in the woods where we would walk on the hidden path together, baskets in hand to get strawberries and peas. We would sit together on the screened porch, snapping peas in a bowl, listening to the frogs at night, drinking grape Shasta. It was with them I learned to just listen.
OK, that was long...I'm sure you're asleep by now. However..one good thing about being memed is that I get to meme back! So I am meming Betsy Talbot, Lori Kim Polk, and Gena Riede.