Her teacher (me)… and her “principal” (her dad)… made a few comments and presented her with her diploma.
Then her pastor-grandpa shared some thoughts and offered a blessing. The gathered friends blew bubbles at her as she tossed her cap into the air.
And with that… my homeschooling journey was over.
Sixteen years I’ve invested in my children’s education. Long days of wondering if we were covering everything we should be. Delightful days reading piles of wonderful stories. Challenging days when nothing seemed to go as planned. But oh, it was so worth it!
As my mother and I previewed the PowerPoint presentation that I put together for the celebration, she commented, “The years have gone by almost as fast as those slides are changing.” I agree with her. How could sixteen years possibly have gone by already?
My emotions have been bittersweet. In some ways, I wish I could go back and do some things differently. On the other hand, I’m excited to see what the future has in store for my now-adult children.
I am so grateful that I had the privilege of being home with them all throughout their childhood. Motherhood is a blessing I don’t take for granted.