If you think I am being sarcastic I’m not.
Last night at gym after every one else had gone home for the day I watched my nine year old being good at what she does (one of many things she is good at!). I watched her working. Please don't underestimate that word 'work'. She was tired and sore and mentally fried AND she was smiling, pushing, and wanting for herself. It is almost uncomfortable to watch. She does not look nine years old when she is working. These traits of a self driven child, a hyper focused perfectionist, were the very parts of her that didn't work in a one size fits all school. I've said our various reasons for homeschool have changed over the years, what hasn't changed is who she is. I now realized her childhood school memories will be there in that gym with those coaches who love and protect her. With teammates who encourage her to always be her best self.
It’s okay for me to quietly morn the loss of school one time a year because everyday we celebrate the freedom and passion of our homeschooling life.