Yesterday was our official last day, and I woke up this morning with such a sense of relief and accomplishment.
Even though most days I could barely keep my head above water, (homeschooling high schoolers is not for the faint of heart!) I experienced a stretching and a growth this school year that I am quite thankful for.
(Homeschooling is just as much for the mother as it is for children. Don't attempt it and not expect to be completely changed.)
I promised the kids they could sleep in this morning, as a reward for a diligent year.
As I sat reading and soaking up the quiet, slow morning, the first child emerged around 8:00, with two others trickling down between 9 and 9:30. It is now 10:00am, with the fourth still in bed.
A leisurely morning can be so good for the soul.
As I have shared on this blog before, I had the unique opportunity to tutor a small class of high school juniors, with Roman being part of my class. I can relate to Jesus's mother who famously said she "treasured these things in her heart." I was warmly welcomed into these teenagers' world, and even though I was supposed to be teaching them, they taught me so much more! The experience will long be etched upon my heart.
Nevertheless, it came with many challenges.
So we are marking off today as our Day of Recovery.
I feel free as a bird....
I took a slow meander around the yard pondering what I want to do today.
I could pull weeds, sort through our school books, run to Costco...
The world is my oyster.
🌷
~ Courtney
