I get a little tic in my eye when I start talking about homeschooling. For one thing the term itself is so often misunderstand or packed with negative connotations. There was a time and it is only just starting to change when a lot of people who asked about my kids schooling, and I would say I’m teaching them at home, would frown with concern about their social adaptiveness. They would not try to hide their misgivings and generally thought we were weird, backward, or even in one person’s words, “abusive.”
Hi friends, it’s been a while! I go through times where I have to step back and decide what the heck am I doing and is it worth while. This blog has always been a great escape for me but sometimes I experience writer’s block and every day life leaves me feeling so very tired. The thought of picking up a camera and creating a story becomes a mountainous endeavour.
There are definitive moments in my life where I know I’ve made the right decision. I feel this way about my faith, marrying my husband and choosing to become a mother. An area where I currently have no perspective on the right or wrong decision is whether homeschooling is the best possible choice for our family. There are things about having Levi as a home learner that I love like the flexibility in our schedule and the opportunity to tailor curriculum and group classes to his interests. The struggle lies in finding a balance (and a battle of wills but that’s a story for another day).