A few months ago, I met the first real person who is a homeschooling enthusiast. She had big jeans and humongous shoes on. The big jeans looked like the baggy jeans cool guys used to wear back in the day. The shoes were like the ones Mr N wears to work. The big shoes protect the feet from accidents in a room filled with machines.
But we were not in a room filled with machines. We were in a decorated room filled with tables and ladies. It was an event an event organised by my church to help ladies make meaningful connections. I sat at the same table with this jean-wearing sister amidst four other ladies.
