This week we are taking a rest from school. When we homeschool I like to do six weeks on, one week off. It gives us a nice little break to look forward to routinely. There have been lots of pajama days, bed heads, movies, books, naps. We got a good amount of snow earlier in the week and today the sun is out and it’s just beautiful. I love sunny, snowy days.
We got to negative 20 (maybe 30?) degrees last weekend. While that’s just uncomfortable and obnoxious living here, the cold weather journeyed all the way down to Texas where our families live. Texas is about as prepared for low temperatures and snow/ice as the Rockies are prepared for a hurricane. Fortunately everyone is safe, but I feel awful for the family members who are dealing with water damage and busted pipes. People were without electricity and water for a few days. Inconvenient, for sure. I’m just glad everyone is safe.
We have all the documents submitted for the kids to go back to school in the fall. I feel indifferent, and I haven’t been able to pinpoint why. I think it’s because this past year has taught me that you can’t count on anything and life throws you curveballs, so be ready to be flexible. Flexibility is not my strong suit, but I’m working on it. But I will say I think this experience at home this year will be something we look back on with fondness. Perhaps the best thing that has come out of it has been the relationships between my children. It brings me so much joy to see the sweet times between them, but even more so to hear them talking to each other when they’ve hurt feelings, diffusing arguments, and forgiving each other their trespasses. Those are lifelong skills that I hope and pray enable them to be close forever. It’s easy to love each other when things are going smoothly. It’s something else to love each other when people are being punks.