Homeschool Dad : Year One

To think I commented at having taken two weeks in between posts in October. Our school year was complete yesterday – year one is in the books. I cannot state in a sentence the magnitude of the blessing I’ve received this year in exercising the privilege of educating my children. I loved it.

A friend asked recently how we’ve enjoyed the year. After sharing some of my joy, I shared that I only blew up a few times. That is, I could only recall a few instances where frustration reached a boiling point. To be sure of this, I asked #2 how many times dad exploded this year, to which he replied, “I don’t know, maybe three times?” Whew.

A year that began with uncertainty ended with assurance. I can do this. They can survive this. We can grow together. We can build fruitful rhythms into our lives and enjoy an inordinate amount of time together. I can still get my work done.

There is no doubt that these home rhythms have infringed on the other rhythms of life – work in particular. However, they’ve brought deep contemplation and consideration to bear on my views of family, work, and life. There are scores of topics to discuss in this realm. Perhaps with the summer hours I’ll get to a few of them.

In the meantime, I am encouraged. I am thankful. I am excited to see how we’ll adapt our summer rhythms and celebrate the break from formal education. I’m hoping we still play chess all summer, read fabulous books (and maybe even a bad one…), and explore the all-too-curious past, present, and future of this precious life we’ve been granted.