![]() Forget travel, concerts, museums, and restaurants. I don’t know if I should tell you this yet because you’re probably going to freak out, but basically *you and your kids won’t leave your house for an entire year*. Speaking of homeschooling, you’ll get to see a lot of your kids during The Big Change. It will be hard and it will be good and it will be necessary. And you’ll have enough fortitude after The Big Change to embark on some difficult journeys with your kids that you didn’t have the strength or the drive to face before. You’ll realize some things your kids really needed that they weren’t getting before–the pieces of the puzzle just didn’t fit together until you spent all day, every day together without interruption for an entire year. Some of the most important learning you’ll do during The Big Change is about these little people and what drives them and what they need out of you and out of life. You’ll also teach them how to be bored (Lot’s of time for that with The Big Change!), how to scrub toilets (I miss our monthly housecleaner with the same ferocity that I miss sunshine in the middle of February.), and to just leave me the heck alone if the bathroom door is locked (Don’t tell them I hide chocolate in the top right drawer of the vanity.).Īnd through this homeschooling process, you’ll discover your kids in whole new ways. You’ll teach the kids vital life lessons like how to care for their own bodies and minds and souls. You’ll experience the despair of long-division and subtraction with regrouping. ![]() You’ll experience the elated joys of those “A-ha! Moments” that drove you to be a teacher decades ago. And you’ll try to teach them and they’ll try to learn from you and some days you’ll get it all right and other days you’ll just notice all the gray hairs you’ve accumulated in the homeschool classroom. You will do things you said you would never do.Īs in, your kids won’t enter a school building for an entire year and the classroom will move to your couch. Because pain is part of the process of metamorphosis.ĭuring The Big Change you will do things you never thought you could do. This year will tear apart your world–it will tear apart the world–but you will survive. And there will be days of self-discovery that make every struggle, every sacrifice worth it all. There will be days that you experience first-hand what it feels like to be hanging on with just your fingernails at the end of your rope. But know this: this last year has been the strangest, scariest, saddest, self-stretch-iest time I’ve ever experienced in my life. I don’t want to jinx the time-space continuum or anything, so I won’t tell you exactly what’s going on. You don’t know this yet, but change–MONUMENTAL change–is coming. And even though the view from my window looks commonplace, this year has been anything but. Our grass is starting to look like it needs mowing (Even though it’s full of giant 6-foot deep septic test holes, but that’s another story back-then-you doesn’t have to face yet so I’ll spare you the drama.). It’s only a matter of time before they move over to our neighbor’s aging basketball hoop to show off to their would-be mates, their beak-on-metal birdsongs acting as our daily 5AM alarm. Woodpeckers frequent the giant cedar tree outside my kitchen window. Our crocuses, resilient little things, emerged from the damp soil in our garden this week, despite my intentional neglect of all living things that don’t reside under my own roof. The sky is shades of platinum that only a Seattleite knows how use to interpret the day’s upcoming weather. It’s early March, and as I look outside my living room window the world looks basically as it always has.
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