Ten year ago today. Ten years ago. Today.
We began home educating.
We thought we had to use school books. But we didn't have to. Unless our children found them interesting.
We thought we would get into trouble for stepping into the unknown. But we didn't. We found we could breathe. Really breathe. And be fascinated. By everything.
We thought we 'should' study certain things. But we didn't. Unless my young ladies wanted to.
We thought that we were alone. But we weren't. They were there. All over. All educating.
We thought home educators would be different. They were. They were lit up with joy. They moved how and when they wished. They were interested in so many areas. They taught us that children are born learning and love to learn, when they are not forced to.
We thought perhaps that you just learned from workbooks. You can. But you can learn from everything, everywhere.
We thought it would be brilliant to be different. It was. But only when we stopped thinking like one of the schooling families that we once were.
We knew we would never, ever regret home educating. We haven't. Not once. Never. And we NEVER will.