I remember when my kids brought their math work home. I thought, I was good in math and I even loved algebra. What my kids showed me was something surreal and frightening. It made no sense. I showed them how I would work the problem, but then said I had no idea what the teacher was teaching. It had more steps and seemed quite intensive for some simple math.

I remember using a calculator to balance my checkbook, and then one day I couldn't find it and noticed that doing the calculations took time. I was slow and my ego took a little hit from that insight. Now I just do the math on paper because I don't want to lose what I don't use.

Next goal, more handwriting letters and less time typing. And then after that....relearning and practicing Spanish. Since I am turning 50 this month, I want to exercise my mind. :-) New inputs always help.