I See You, Little Homeschooling Momma!

I See You, Little Homeschooling Momma!

Are you tired of dry shampoo and yesterday’s leggings, praying that you understand today’s math problem, holding on to the wiggly soul while searching for something presentable to feed the starving, and having lessons half completed while the sun’s setting...
When You Feel like Quitting

When You Feel like Quitting

The ugly threat gushed quickly from my mouth in a moment of complete frustration. The words, my words, had cut so deep that the wound was unbearable. I saw the salty water brimming in my son’s eyes as he turned to hide the spillage. I had said the words before but...
Be Watchful, Dads

Be Watchful, Dads

I remember when I was seventeen, driving my father’s Oldsmobile in Charlotte. I had gone with two high school friends to check out the university. I remember it like it was yesterday, driving down Independence Boulevard, feeling like I might as well be in New York...
The Value of Grit

The Value of Grit

I retired after homeschooling for fourteen years. Our school graduated two students who moved on to college and then graduate school. Ours was not a perfect journey—far from it. We weathered multiple significant illnesses. We also lived through the aftermath of 9/11....