Over and over I tell myself that God is in the details. I think He can’t possibly know or care about the little details of my life because I am just a drop of water in the huge ocean of humanity, yet He hears me when I speak. I was feeling a bit worn out and purposefully kept the calendar light this week. I thought we would see a movie, visit my Aunt, and do a bit of work. I needed to slow down in order to fill myself up.
In an odd way, I got exactly what I said I wanted. A nor’easter blew through Monday whipping up some crazy waves at Silver Sands State Park and my weather girl/photographer thought she could get in some driving time in windy conditions and get some cool pictures. The Connecticut driving laws are a bit overprotective in that while under a learner’s permit, Lilah cannot be in the car while Grace is driving. This restricts her practice and is often why Lilah is lacking in pictures lately. I find it absurd, but rules are rules.
The wind was whipping sand everywhere and after only a few minutes I was ready to leave. Grace got her pictures and I just wasn’t feeling quite right. Tuesday coop was cancelled due to trees down in several towns and a school cancellation in the town where coop is held. This was a blessing because I felt like crud. We watched chemistry, watched the final lesson in Dave Ramsey’s Generation Go series, watched a Great Course photography lesson, and Lilah finished Miss Peregrine’s School for Peculiar Children (she rated it 5 stars). Our chemistry lesson was so interesting, we watched another Wednesday before going to see The Redemption of Gavin Stone (I give it 5 stars). At the movie, Grace didn’t feel quite right. Thursday kept us home as she struggled with a fever and body aches and I cancelled piano for Friday.
In the past weeks like this would have stressed me out. Did we do enough? Did we learn enough? Now I roll with it. Lilah has been reading like crazy. She is up late every night reading, and has had her fill of at home days. I have been able to catch up on things I had outstanding. We planned our late winter vacation. We took naps. We ate lots of soup and drank lots of tea. We watched Heartland. We got a calligraphy lesson in and lots of practice. Our life is as if we never knew what school was. Eight years into homeschooling and I know us. I know that God is in the details and this week was clearly a week for rest.