one door closes

wow, a bittersweet day indeed. Corey is away at school. All financial aid complete, registration, supplies, and so much more, finished. He is moved in and the reality of this still has not quite settled in on me.

We have finished all of Lindsey's registration, financial aid and scholarships and she is fitted for her chef's uniform in only a few days.

William's curricula is set, his activities registered and coordinated. My home continues to come together, albeit a bit slower for the time being with my broken face.

I am so blessed. The very near future promises a rhythm, peace, and prosperity that I have not known. I'm filled with energy and more than a little bonkers that I can't use it the way I want but directing it and focusing it is accomplishing great things.

Those long ago days of volleyball, the farm, traveling as a pack and driving with three little ones are etched in my heart.

Again, I reflect on the choice of homeschooling. It is the single best decision aside from marrying my husband, that I have ever made. It gave the privilege to not miss a single thing. It gave me great power and great responsibility and I rest my head at night feeling satisfied with the work I have done.

I wanted to keep my family close, it is.
I wanted to be the primary influence in their lives, above friends and a corrupt culture, I am.
I wanted them to explore and find their purpose in this world, they have.
I wanted them to love learning. They do.
I wanted to lead them loving to the throne of my Father and introduce them. I did.
I wanted to nurture an environment that modeled His love and made them want to know Him. I did.
I wanted to keep my children in the Church I love, the Church I believe in with my whole heart. They stayed, and gathered others.
I wanted to enjoy them all the time. I do
I wanted to be able to say, I didn't miss a thing. I didn't.
I wanted to hold my head high and know I provided them a complete education, a quality education. I know I did.
I wanted to instill my values, my sense of morality as God has revealed it to me. I did.

I say all these "I"'s not because I did it. Hardly. But because if I said, we my husband would quickly say, "No YOU did this."  We did it and that's the truth. More credit than I can tell you goes to my children, kind, good, humble, even tempered, obedient, outrageously funny, always entertaining, inspiring and so, so bright.

There were my dreams, and accomplished this and all things through Christ who strengthens me. I can do all things through Him. And darn it, I did do this, through Him. I did it.

Two down, one to go. Now, on to the next exciting adventure...

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