We all wear many hats. For me, some have been NGO project manager, French lecturer, au pair, mom of three homeschooled boys, immigrant, volunteer, literacy promoter, counselor, translator, and chicken lady. I also dance, while I knit my writer's hat, one stitch at a time.
As it happens, under our hats lives a child.
Mine feasts on sunsets and thrives around trees and books, chasing ideas like butterflies.