We are 2/3 of the way through the school year.
I still have two students and a tag-a-long and I still have a thick head of hair, despite somewhat constant tugging.
My kids are learning and so am I.
They could tell you quite a bit about American History, biology, grammar and math.
I can tell you that sometimes I’ve had to shift in order to catch my sufficiency of grace. Don’t get me wrong, I get it, but at times I have been looking the other way and it hits me in the head. Grace is grace. I am learning to watch for it, to expect it and to keep my arms open in order to get all of it so that I never run out.
I’m proud of you.