I have worked myself out of a job.
My youngest child graduated from high school in May. She begins classes as a full-time college student later this month, at a nearby university.
For the first time in 25 years, I have no homeschool students gathered around the kitchen table.
No more lesson plans.
No more text books.
No more school uniforms.
(Just kidding! We never had school uniforms...except for maybe that one stint when the boys were little and they all insisted on wearing overalls.)
What is a no-longer-homeschooling mom supposed to do?
I could clean my kitchen cabinets.
Or, I could de-junk the attic.
Or, I could learn jujitsu. At least, that's what Ben and Tom tell me: "Mom, you should come learn jujitsu with us!"
Jujitsu? Sounds more appealing than cleaning cabinets or sweating in a cluttered attic!
Now that I am out of a teaching job, I also want to read more, to write more, and to take more long walks back on the farm.
I want to breathe more deeply, love more intentionally, and live more bravely.
I want to hold my grandkids more.
I want to learn more about what God is doing in and through his church around the globe.
I want to pray more with friends, to write more letters of encouragement, and to sit more in silence and listen for the still, small voice of God.
And, yes, I think I'd like to try jujitsu. For real.
Hey, Ben, when's the next class?
found an old poem from baby felix
3 weeks ago