This week I’ve heard about the passing of a young homeschool mom (from breast cancer) on some boards I’ve frequented for years. A few months ago a local mom of six, two with special needs also went Home to her Savior.
So often do I get caught up in the cares of this life, taking for granted that my family will always be here just the way they are now. And sometimes, when the stresses grow wearisome I find myself wishing time away…to some time in the future when I’m not constantly doing laundry, cooking, and driving all over north Tampa. I worry about reading and developmental levels too much. Being a mom of special needs kids sometimes has meant I’ve spent more time trying to fix them than loving them just the way they are.
So just for today…I spent some time with my youngest daughter listening to her idle chatter. And even when I was too tired to tuck her in, I got myself up and did it anyway. I missed blueberry picking because of the end of the year craziness but will try to get to the beach soon…before oil and storm season sets in. I will try to take things one day at a time and look for something beautiful, some memory to make in each day.
Homeschooling really is all about the heart.
Great post!
I love your blog. I didn’t remember that you live in one of the most beautiful places on earth. We vacation twice a year just south of where you live.
Thanks Amy…I’m not too grateful about it this time of year. I love it south of here too…Venice/Manasota Key has been my favorite beach here so far.