When we tell people we homeschool, the most common reaction is “Oh, that’s nice.”
The comment is usually followed by, “But they will go to high school, right?” Right.
Let me explain. This past winter, I went through my yearly mid-year crisis, but this time it was bigger, stronger, and more panic-filled. You see, I am looking at a boy who will begin 9th grade in the fall. A boy who sits smack on the Autism Spectrum.
This is a scary place for a parent to be. I thought, “I know, I’ll just sign them up for that parent partnership program at the school district! They can take extra classes and he will be able to graduate with a real diploma.” So we tried it. For a month.
Funny how time softens our memories, isn’t it?
I had forgotten how invasive the reporting is for those programs. I ignored my gut ache over putting aside our beloved Christian based curriculum in favor of the program that my “Certificated” recommended for him. And I forgot how inflexible the hours were.
It all came rushing back to me. After four weeks, I was done. It was just a little side trip along the homeschooling road, with my boys none the worse for wear, if not a tad bit confused but that’s to be expected.
Near the end of this four week period, I flew away to the East coast, to attend the 2:1 Conference in Chicago. It’s a conference for Christian homeschool mothers who blog. I was excited to see some of my old friends from past Relevant and Allume Conferences, but I went with one mission in mind:
To glean all that I could from other moms who had survived homeschooling through high school.
I was able to chat with some amazing women, like my friend Cheryl Pitt, Jamie Worley, Connie Stults, Marianne Sunderland, Kym Smith, Kendra Fletcher, and Traci (Klicka) McKillop. By the end of the weekend, I was refreshed. My mind was clear, our purpose was defined, and most of all I was at complete PEACE.
Peace, I tell you. Not something I can honestly say I have ever really had regarding homeschooling, and certainly NEVER in regards to the high school years. So this year, we will join the ranks of the extreme.