Getting off my list
Well, I finally made the break from my infertility AP list. I just didn’t feel at home there anymore. I’m still technically on the list because I’m the owner (long story but I’m not the list founder just the owner) but I’m nomail. As I’ve written before, I never really felt supported about my decision to suspend treatment even though I have since found out that there are other moms on-list in the same boat. They happen to be the less vocal ones. And then there have been some posts that have bothered me a little. Entirely about me, not about them. I realized that I wanted more support about HSing and less fertility talk so, duh, I got off the infertility list and found a small HSing list. For Jewish homeschoolers, no less.
My friend L. thinks this stuff is hilarious. You know, these specific lists for attachment parents dealing with infertility and for Jewish homeschoolers. (There’s one for Jews dealing with infertility, too, but they’re mostly Orthodox and I can’t understand all the Hebrew.) I told her there’s a list for everybody no matter how obscure they are. And isn’t that what makes the internet grand?
It’s grand that we can find these teeny tiny niches & then find grand worlds to live in too. That’s why I love Al Gore for inventing the internet. *giggle* *smirk*
Hi Dawn,
as a child my partner lived in the same house in Bangladesh that Rumer Godden lived in and wrote about in her book (the title of which I have completely forgotten) which was made into a beautiful film (possibly French) called ‘The River’. Just mentioning this as you quote Rumer Godden on your front page.
Susan