They say that life is made up of seasons and that the ebb and flow of trials and tribulations makes the non-hectic times even sweeter. I’m counting on that, because the second half of 2015 has thrown us into one test after another. From health scares (like broken ankles and pulmonary embolisms!) to deaths in the family and tested relationships. There have been more ups and downs since June 1st than I care to recount and, although I am typically an optimistic person, I have that niggling suspicion that it’s not quite over yet.
And yet in all of that we’ve had a constant. The daily rhythm of homeschooling has kept us grounded and, despite everything has created a sense of peace. Weird, right?
You might remember that we’re doing Paths of Explorations, a Trail Guide to Learning curriculum with the youngest two. It’s lovely and brilliant and filled with so much learning that we find ourselves discussing things we’ve learned at the oddest times. One would think that spending six weeks on Columbus alone would be too long, but it somehow wasn’t. It was perfect for our routine and each day we relish the structure of the lessons.
I say we and not just I, because the kids look forward to it too. There’s no complaining about copywork and dictation (I. kid. you. not.), and the way everything is intertwined just works for us. We’ve also added in Fix It! Grammar and that’s been a quick, easy, and effective supplement. I keep trying to get to our IEW lessons, but it hasn’t happened. With trips, birthdays, the holidays, and more in the next 11 weeks, I think I’ll simply give myself some grace and start it in the second semester.
Grace has been important these last few months. And the more it’s needed, the more interesting it is to see who gives it and who does not. Those who I thought would be most understanding while my husband was in the hospital for a week with blood clots in his lungs, we’re rigid in their expectations. Those who I expected nothing from, turned out to be the bestowers of the most grace when we needed it most. People can be funny that way and life is certainly filled with ups and downs.
And yet, every night when I crawl into bed, bone-weary and exhausted, I am thankful for the fact that we homeschool and can maintain consistency through lessons in a time when upheaval is commonplace. It may not seem like much, but it’s been a life saver when we need it most.
I hope your homeschooling year is going well!