Day Two brought, "I hate being homeschooled!"
Perhaps I shouldn't have laughed out loud, but I was expecting this sooner or later.
"So you'd rather be at school ___________?" I asked, reminding him of something I knew wasn't his favorite.
He grunted.
Fifteen years of marriage has given me the ability to interpret a wide variety of grunts and that one definitely meant, "You've got a point. Let's not talk about it any more."
Day Three started with the kids fighting, physically, on the steps before we'd even made it to the school room. Didn't laugh at that one, but we got through it with lessons learned. That's what we're here for. I need to remember that!
I managed to get the essential stuff done at my paying job, the laundry isn't all folded yet (the kids' job), I have a few unanswered e-mails, and the kitchen floor is definitely dirty. I've had an incredible amount of loving, prayerful support. I've laughed and cried. We've had moments of connecting with friends--a need I was very concerned about for all of us. It's a wrap and I'm calling it a success.
Remembering the high level of anxiety I felt about this four months ago, I feel a sense of awe and wonder at the goodness of my Father who brought me gently to this place. I'm keenly aware that there will be challenging days ahead and I'm determined to keep my eyes on the One who brought us safely through this week. He will be there ready and willing to help.
Thankful. Thankful. Thankful!
"This is the Lord's doing; it is marvelous in our eyes!"
Psalm 118:23
God is good! I've been thinking of you this week and even remembered to pray for you a time or two! You're blazing a brave trail on this journey, trudge on!
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