I’ve never been one to raise eyebrows, not on purpose anyway. So when the notion of homeschooling first entered my mind, the very first thought I had was, “Think of the eyebrows I’ll raise.”
But every time I tried to dismiss the idea of homeschooling, there it was, front and center in my mind. I'd fantasize about what a typical day might look like, picturing my kids and me eagerly reading together, solving math problems, taking long walks in the woods and stopping every three feet to discover something new. I was excited about homeschooling. I wanted to homeschool.
So I did.
Internal Voice. I’ve always prided myself on listening to my gut instinct, that internal voice that speaks to me whenever I find myself rubbing my neck or my forehead because something is just not sitting right. It has served me very well over the years. And when I’ve turned my back on it, the results usually weren’t pretty. My internal voice was loud and clear. Homeschool.
I find myself pausing for a second when people ask me, "What made you homeschool?" After all, nothing made me homeschool.
It’s not my religious beliefs or a disdain for public (or private) schools, and it’s not that my job has me living in three different states at any given time.
My reason for homeschooling is very, very simple. I want to. I'm passionate about it. And more importantly, I think know I'm meant to.
In closing, I'd like to thank my internal voice. Once again, it has not let me down.
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