My name is Selah.  When I introduce myself, I know most of what I need to know about you by how you repeat my name back to me and how you call for my attention forever after.  I do not go by Sheila or Sayla.  I do not shorten it to just “C”.  It’s See-lah, and I’ve always been grateful for my name.  It’s a perfect fit for me.  It means to pause and think about what you just heard.  Little did I know how much that meaning would define my life.

I’m a stay at home mom, and I love it.  I can volunteer my time where I feel there’s need.  I don’t have to answer to overbearing or grossly unqualified bosses anymore.  I don’t need to spend half of my paycheck buying childcare from folks unfit to help me to raise my child the way I see fit.  I have the freedom to pursue my own interests, and I can search for ways to expose my son to adventures I was blessed enough to experience when I was his age.

I love to cook, and I love good food.  My tastes tend towards the exotic, and I prefer my meals balanced.  I find my bodily systems tend to reject typical American fare most of the time.  Don’t get me wrong, though. I’m all for a pile of golden mac ‘n cheese or mashed potatoes loaded with butter or gravy now and then.

Gardening is my weakness.  I am a slave to my plants.  I’m also a prepper.  Please, don’t judge.  My parents had to prep, and I was grateful for the times those preparations were needed.  You never know when some unforeseen circumstance warrants a week’s supply of food, water, and a way to keep yourself clean.  It happens to all of us at some point in our lives.

I have pulled my son out of public school in favor of homeschooling.  He was being bullied, and it was affecting his education.  His school was unwilling and unable to help him.  In part, their hands were tied by the school district and state.  On the other hand, my son was dealing with an inexperienced teacher unable to handle a large class load in a growing school.  One day, she’ll make a great teacher, but she failed my son in this set of unfortunate circumstances.  I needed to turn things around fast.  I feel very fortunate that I was able to go with the homeschool option.

I believe we can all teach each other something.  Even if you think you have nothing going for you right now, you can be a big help to someone else perhaps without even knowing it.  Maybe, I can make you laugh and save you from a few moments of depression.  Maybe, I can show you something that could save your life one day.  Maybe, I have wasted a few moments of your precious time.  But, that’s what life is all about, isn’t it?  We all learn a little something with every step we take.  We have good times and bad times.  We learn a little about it all if we’re lucky.  All we have to do is pause for a moment and think about it.

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