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So, today is my 28th wedding anniversary. Mr. Pete and I somehow got into the habit of downplaying this event, although for our tenth we had an anniversary/baptism party and for our 25th we had our marriage blessed. Today though we will probably just go about our daily lives, although he said something about going out to eat tonight. There’s a Mexican Restaurant that I like a lot, so maybe we’ll go there.

I have an inexplicable tightness in my chest. It’s not a heart attack. In fact it’s not physical at all. It’s more a panic attack wanna be. I am freaking out about the upcoming school year. Ah for the good old days when I had my active little kindergartner who did pretty much whatever I wanted to do and if we didn’t get a concept this year, we would work on it next year. Those days are gone. Those 12 years of education that seemed to go on for ever, really do only last for 12 years and I am starting to feel panicked about that.

My oldest will graduate this year. He has been attending a local digital school and swimming on the swim team. He has shown a great work ethic, and the ability get along with peers and authority figures. His reading and writing skills that I have always worried about have improved as his social life has grown! I even saw a letter he had written to a friend with the dictionary open at his side! So I have hopes for his future. I don’t know that he is college material but I think he will be successful at whatever he puts his mind to.

Sam however will be my first child to homeschool through high school on my own and I am a bit apprehensive about it. I have a math tutor lined up and they already had a session this summer. I think that will work out okay. But I worry about the record keeping and the transcripts and college – all of it.

Of my three musketeers (Gabe, Noah and Izzy) only Noah is on grade level with all of his subjects. Izzy struggles in math and reading and Gabe struggles with math. I’m seeing a reading specialist the end of the month to discuss Izzy’s issues. With the boys, I think they just need to read more to build fluency and confidence.

And then there is Rosie. Demanding, impulsive, loud and lovable. sigh…

I write this not of discouragement or despair. I certainly don’t think institutional education is a piece of cake either. I write it more as a reality check. I think a lot gets written in the glow of homeschooling, but we homeschoolers are human beings too. We fight our own anxieties and get tempted away from our missions just like anyone else.

I just felt like expressing that today.

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