Just like the very, very, VERY early signs of spring, I have been seeing signs lately. No, not mystical ones that I had to look really hard to find–like those pictures you have to cross your eyes to see in 3-D. No. They have been more subtle and gentle–rather a gentle curve in the road than a neck-jerking hard turn. Even the information has been coming in pieces.
So I have picked up the information one bit at a time and began making some changes to fit the adjustment that would surely be needed for the next destination. Truly I still don’t know what the whole picture is. I only see the arched doorway I have just walked through and I smell the fragrant blooms just beginning to open, like honeysuckle sweetness.
In the fall, my Chris and I began to talk about this journey. We began to consider it. And we began to pray seriously about it. In the midst of two delightful missionary boys, who have taken residence (and really made a home in our family) with us this year, our family needed some shifts…in how we spent our time and what we invested into, even what dreams we need to hold onto and build into and what ones we tearfully had to release, let go and say it is done (this is, as St. Patrick said, an issue where “enough has been said” about that and of which I shall no longer speak regarding my extended family).
So we stepped forward into this new year and found that God wanted to shift my work schedule, a LOT. In fact, it has slowed to a gentle trickle of a pace (not stopped, mind you, but slowed way down) to make room for something new.
This very week, I have begun homeschooling our Sydney. She is seven and delightful–so very smart! And well, so very discouraged in her classroom. As her classmates began to surpass her, her confidence and spirit began to fade. And we knew. We knew! Even with WONDERFUL teachers and a wonderful school district, one where our other three are thriving, we needed to intervene and bring about a change for Sydney.
She has been going to visual therapy for the past two months to help with tracking and focus issues. She has gotten bi-focals (yes, at age seven!). And we think she also is struggling with dyslexia, though we have not gone to the expense of the testing. My Chris is dyslexic, so it wouldn’t be much of a jump and he sees in her things with which he himself struggles.
So I made my first purchase on ebay and bought an expensive reading program for her. I got Math U See, as well, since I had heard that it was a good way for kinesthetic learners like Sydney to grasp math. And we jumped in!
That is the big piece for me right now and for Sydney. My heart is completely exposed, as I walk through this in much fear and trepidation. Why? I’m not really sure. It’s just unknown…and so I am gingerly walking it a day at a time.
God Bless you, friends! I will come back and write more soon!