So there are a couple of more things to share about our journey, and they are brutally honest.
The easiest first:
Grace wants to go to college. For years she wanted to be a governess, then an animal behavior specialist, a director of Christian education and now maybe a teacher. All very exciting options! I can’t wait to see what her future holds, what direction ends up being the best fit for her! I’m sure there are plenty of unschooling families who are completely comfortable and confident that unschooling will provide access to the collage path. We are not comfortable or confident in that choice for our family. In our state and for the schools she has expressed interest, we will need to record hours, credits, and have proper transcripts. And I’m not willing to take the chance that unschooling might be enough for what she wants to do with her life.
Now, perhaps she changes her mind and ends up being a lifeguard on a South Carolina beach. Okay! That’s not a problem, but just in case she ends up in Jamaica running her own Lutheran grade school… I want to have crossed all the T’s and dotted every I.
Now onto the second truth.
I have great support from a few close friends, support for our choices, our decisions, our family. They love us foibles and all. But what I find in the unschooling community (local as well as online) there is seemingly a lack of Christian Unschoolers. The day I sat on my porch with a person I thought was a great friend and she told me that she could “overlook” my Christianity, was the day I received a punch in the gut.
Overlooking is nowhere near accepting.
It was a real wake up call. Was I down-playing my faith? Were my kids expected to deny Christ for the sake of friends? Oh wow.
Suddenly I found myself in my own uncharted territory, and I had led all of us there.
Shortly after that day came another where we were all out of sync, and another, and still more, until I finally hit a wall. This was no longer working for us. I stopped then and there and redirected the kids. Gave them some structure, talked with my husband, and started again.
As I mentioned in the first post, seven years ago we were here… using Ambleside, a similar schedule. So what’s different? Well, I am a much calmer and more gentle mom. I understand exactly what it means to love my kids.
And I know that I want to be what God fully intends for me to be, not someone who is only partially accepted. And I want that for my kids as well.