School. It’s happening
Ellie is going to school.
This is a truth I have been avoiding for some time now. Since Ellie was little I’ve dreamt of home schooling or, more specifically, unschooling. there are so many reasons this path appealed to me, and as a past sufferer of school phobia, I have had many worries about her school future.
I spent a lot of time looking into my options, researching and trying to find a school which followed the philosophies that are important to us and how we want our children raised and educated.
In a perfect world, I would have moved in order to have my children attend Candlebark School. I allowed myself a day or two to indulge that dream before accepting it wasn’t going to happen and moving on.
I still found that I wanted more from a school and, the ones we were contemplating simply weren’t meeting those needs.
And then, we found it. Somehow, we’d overlooked the school we’ve always been told was the best.
We had an interview with the Principal, filled out enrollment forms, waited to hear if we’d been accepted by the board (as we’re still technically out of area, like, five hours out) and then last Tuesday, we sat in a room full of parents hearing about this journey we’re all about to embark on.
The more I see and hear, the more confident I feel. This is absolutely the right place for Ellie. And Kahlei the year after. This is the right place for us – our living arrangements just have to catch up.
But, that confidence doesn’t mean I am not nervous about her going off to school, which is not really about her. She is strong and amazing, intelligent, resilient. She will be fine. It’s me who will struggle without my girl by my side daily. And, probably Kahlei, too.
But, mostly me.
The next twelve weeks or so, before she steps into the world to spread her wings and start to soar, are going to be about holding her close while learning to let her go.
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