I keep starting and deleting and restarting and then forgetting new posts, so I decided to take the easy way out and bullet point things.
- My youngest two will be cyberschooling with a Waldorf/Montessori twist for the next two years.
- My middle boys, who have a spot at the local creative and performing arts magnet school, will keep their spots but also be schooling from home, at least this year.
- My two college kids are home this semester as well.
Man proposes, God disposes…
The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft agley…
Whatever quote I pull out from the back of my brain, the fact is that we are four days into Advent and I am already behind.
Although really, behind in what? It’s not as if Advent is a school assignments. It’s not a work requirement. It’s not an appointment or a meeting or something I have to check off my to-do list. It’s not something I have to do in order for Christmas to come. It’s a choice.
It’s a funny thing about growing up Catholic– I always think of Advent of the beginning of a new year. I actually feel pretty lucky that I get multiple beginnings this way–Advent, the actual new year, the beginning of the school year, each new season, new month, new week. To quote St. Benedict, always we begin again.
Part of being willing to begin again is realizing that beginning are not always perfect. And yet, to quote again, “from small beginnings great things come.”
Advent… from the Latin word adventus, which means, quite literally “coming” or “arrival.”
These past few weeks have been rough. First the tragic murders at the Tree of Life Temple in Squirrel Hill, followed by an sad uptick in the daily news of hate crimes, gun violence, and tragedy. And then, just when we had one beautiful autumn day where the leaves were bright and the air was crisp, we got sick, one after another. Martinmas was forgotten in all the laundry and the washing and the sanitizing.
I don’t think I blogged about it, but right before Michael (remember little Michael?!?!?) went off to college, he and I went on a trip to Disney World. We saw all four parks in our time there, and it was a wonderful relaxing time. I’d like to think we made some amazing memories, and it was so good to bond with him before he went away. I miss him terribly.
At one point, I looked at him and said “You know, I wish I could have afforded to bring you all here when you were little. As much fun as we’re having, it would be so awesome to see the look of wonder and experience the park through a small child’s eyes.”