This month has been bittersweet. I am no longer a homeschooling mom. At least not in the active definition of the word. How, no seriously, how did this happen?!?! When did my baby boys grow up? When did I blink long enough for them to go from fun grade school age kiddos, to teenagers (yes, still teenagers), but to young adult men graduating from high school? When? I mean I will be the first to admit life has been a crazy, insane, and at moments psychotic adventure, but wow. Just wow.
Can you tell that this is the bitter part? I’m not ready to be done homeschooling, as if I had a say in the matter. I’m not ready for my “babies” to be young adults. I’m not ready to let go and let them live their lives without me being a huge part of it. Ok, should I quit whining now? Do I have to? Ok, time to pull up the big girl panties and focus on the “sweet”.
Whoa Hoo!! I’m free!! Free as an eagle soaring through the sky. I actually went crazy and got a part time job too. I know it’s nuts! But, I have survived raising three vivacious boys. I get to go through boxes of stored homeschool materials and purge them out. Hey! I’ll even get some storage room back! Haha!
Strange new chapter of life. I know I’ll figure it out and find my way. It’s a new adventure. Fun times to be had. New things to try.
It’s amazingly bittersweet!