Around the time my twins were born there was a series of events that tested my limits over the span of three or four years. Knee surgery. Morning sickness. Sleepless infants. Another surgery. And more.

We were in survival mode for such a long time, and I kept thinking we were going to find some reprieve…but the season of weariness stretched on. All of this coincided right at the time I had been dreaming up some “real” homeschool lessons and routines to begin with my then four-year-old. I had lots of ideas of how I wanted my life to look – but I kept hitting the wall of my own physical limitations. The resentment and guilt began to build. I felt alone and unseen. The ideal home I had dreamed up seemed to mock me.

That time was full of dark moments to be sure – but it is what led me to be such an ardent proclaimer of the truth about learning. Because during that season of trials, there was so much beauty. I finally, truly learned how to rest. My big girls became expert level pretenders, putting together “plays” for hours at a time. I began to notice things (important, meaning-of-life things) I once overlooked.

Before, I had an inkling that learning is not about the perfect curriculum, or not falling “behind,” or “enough.” But now by the grace of God I know.

Now I can look at you and tell you the truth.

If your body has been battered by a tough pregnancy…

If you are up too late and measure your sleep in minutes…

If your family has experienced tragedy and even pulling dinner together feels like Everest…

Then I want you to know that I have been there. I know. 

It’s time to stop looking so hard for the perfect homeschool that you miss the beauty of the one in front of you right now. Come with me, and I will cup your face, look you straight in your eyes, and tell you in a fierce whisper: You are a born learner. It’s time to live like one.

If you want help prioritizing peace in your homeschool life, I have three ways I can support you! Check them out on the services page.