We have started our next hs'ing year.
You are a Sophomore and a Junior - 10th grade.... 11th grade.... I could hardly believe what my hand wrote. I really had to think.
It feels like just a few months ago that I took those precious Kindergarten First Day of School photos.
My heart is rejoicing and breaking all at the same time. I am happy for you and for me. I am proud of you and me and your Dad. I am breaking apart inside because this is a stage of my life also. A stage that is ending.
I am also afraid of the future because I don't remember what I did before we hs'ed you. I don't remember life without reseaching and organizing fun school things! I am afraid of the completion - of the done-ness. Afraid of the feeling of empty. I am afraid of not being useful!
What will I do with myself?
