A random comment overheard at the cardiology clinic made me add up my years of home education. The doctor taking a case history behind the privacy curtain (honestly, the things you get to listen to in a hospital setting are quite amazing) told a patient that his pack and a half a day for 20 years smoking history was "thirty pack-years of tobacco consumption." Doesn't that sound like so much more than the way the patient had said it?
Well, I added up my child/grade/years of home education: 3 children finished at 12 grades each, and four grades done for the youngest. That's 40 child-years of home education. I'd be all the way across the wilderness if I were a Hebrew following Moses!
40 years of experience, plus two finished degrees, and the third accepted into Engineering feels like success. We began this journey thinking we'd try home education for a while and see how it went. It wasn't until about the fifth year that I felt confident enough to say that this was the path for our family. And the past five years, as we've launched our adult children have been sweetly rewarding. I'm still trying not to think much about the fact that I'm committed to eight more years of this, for a total of 48 child /years, and twenty eight calendar years. I got here by doing this daily and I'll get to the end of it one day at a time as well. And they are good days.
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