JMJ130 *Although it has been mainly a pleasant journey writing about this academic year, journaling every day has been more tedious than what I had anticipated, especially at this point. The pot of gold at the end of the academic rainbow is not within reach, and I am getting weary for it.
Ring the School Bell 130/180 Days
Improving upon a writing workspace, re-ignited some of my lost motivation. I restored my “thoughtful spot” in my bedroom, next to the sliding glass door, overlooking our wonderful new “California Friendly” backyard, which is another way of saying a “drought tolerant” backyard. The newly-planted native plants are looking a little less like clumps of weeds and some are even starting to flower. The sage smells awesome. I can’t wait until the lupines bloom. Suzy bunny, hopping around playfully in her new enclosure, put a smile on my face. Okay, so I now have a place to draw inspiration from!
The last time I felt this weary, I wrote a post about it:
Here is some more soul food, sure to bring about a little laughter and comfort on a rainy day…
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
-Honore de Balzac
Homeschooling taught me how to take initiative, learn, and become fascinated by life. Thank you, homeschool moms!
-My daughter Sabrina, currently a senior at university
Take a well-deserved break from “Mom-ness” once in a while and you will find a renewed energy.
Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home.
To the world you may be one person; but to one person you may be the world.
“When you think things are bad,
when you feel sour and blue,
when you start to get mad…
you should do what I do!
Just tell yourself, Duckie,
you’re really quite lucky!
Some people are much more…
oh, ever so much more…
oh, muchly much-much more
unlucky than you!”
All mothers are working mothers.
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** Note to the Reader- Today’s narrative is an excerpt of our family’s school journey from a few years ago, during my eldest daughter’s senior year in high school, a rather emotional year, with its many ups and downs.
May God shower blessings on your family as he has on mine. Annette