And just like that, summer is almost over.
I’m not sure how it happened. I think time somehow speeds up when we are swimming, making s’mores, and eating Popsicles.
It’s still warm outside. We are still swimming, still playing, still clinging to the last bits of summer. But the calendar tells me it’s time.
We need to transition back to a new school year soon. Very soon.
Part of me wants it – the routine, the structure, the predictability. I miss it.
Part of me dreads it – the resistance, the stress, the mundane.
And, if I am most honest, part of me fears it.
What if my youngest still can’t read by the end of this year?
What if I don’t start prepping my oldest for high school?
What if I can’t do it again – all the things that I always hope to accomplish, but in six years of homeschooling never actually have?
Please join me at 2 to 1 Conference today. I am sharing a little bit of encouragement, and a whole lot of reality.
This is how I get my own heart ready for the successes and the failures that will soon unfold, as we begin another school year.