Tuesday, May 06, 2014

Deep Thinker

I've been wanting to write this post for a few weeks but I just never had the time. So I'm going to try to crank it out really quick while I have a few moments. These moments are courtesy of my wonderful planning before the school year started where I front-loaded our school work so we would finish some things before the last couple of weeks of school (which is now - only 10 days to go!!).

This post is about Reece. I have had a rough couple of weeks as a homeschooling mama, I won't try to even hide that. Man, this whole year has been rough and emotionally draining. And I had a particularly bad day not too long ago. I dropped off kids and now I can't even remember where. I think maybe I was taking Riley somewhere and that left me and Reece in the car alone.

So that's where the following conversation took place.

And I'm not sure how it got started. But at some point we got talking about me being upset and crying and yelling. I told her how I was sorry that I did that, and I am trying better. I pray to God every day that He will help me to be more patience.

She said, "I know when you are crying and you yell at us, that it's not that you are mad. It's that you are scared about the future, and you are worried. So I don't get upset with you. But I don't like for you to be afraid and worried. It makes me sad."

Boy did that hit me like a ton of bricks.

I said, "You know, you're pretty perceptive for a kid with autism." (Insert discussion on what perceptive means LOL) Then I added, "You're pretty perceptive for ANY 12 year old kid!"

So while I'm glad to know that at least Reece understands what's going on - good gracious, this is not how I want the kids to remember their childhood! I don't want them to gather around one day at Christmas or a family reunion and talk about the way mom used to cry and freak out about school or the messy house. And this is not how I want to LIVE. It's not fun to constantly be worried (read COMPLETELY FREAKED OUT) about whether or not I'm doing all of this good enough.

Everyone is growing up so fast. Austin has one more year of high school - Riley has 3 more years - Reece has only 6 more years of school. That means I have only 6 more years of homeschooling after having spent the last 12 years doing it! There is a light at the end of the tunnel. But at the same time, it seems to me like the stakes are so much higher now. Georgia colleges are not at all homeschool friendly, and it's getting worse by the year. I am determined to remain an 'unaccredited homeschooler' because that is sticking with the letter of the law. But the colleges are putting more and more hoops out that we have to jump through. So I get afraid.

Fear is SO bad. I make such mistakes when I operate from a position of fear. I know this - and I'm getting better at recognizing it while it's happening (instead of when I look back, so that's progress, right?).

And I'm going to take this back to God again - because, well, that's where everything goes back to! Why do I live in such fear even though I'm a child of God, and I know that He loves me and He loves my children and has plans for their futures? Lack of trust. I can talk the talk, but I don't do so well when it comes time to walk the walk.

So my goal for next school year, above and beyond anything remotely academic, is to do our education thing. Read books, talk about them, write about them, do the math (even when they don't like it and don't get it and look at me like I'm crazy for loving it), learn the Latin. That's it. (Well, Riley will dissect more things - but she will be doing that as part of an outside class again because she enjoys that and this homeschooling mother does not LOL).

I want the Black Pearl Academy to be a NO FEAR zone.

So back to my Deep Thinking Girl, the subject of this post: she is positively amazing! I think you could agree with me on that. I knew she thought deeply about stuff - it's mostly evident when she cries and/or gets upset about things that happen to her and to other people. She has a deep sense of fairness and justice. I used to think that was a purely autism thing, rooted in the difficulties in assessing situations as more than black and white. But now, I think it has more to due to the way she thinks and processes so deeply. I don't know how to explain that, considering that she has an autism diagnosis. She's not supposed to be able to take another's perspective - but sometimes I think she takes the other perspective too much.

Regardless, I'm so glad that she felt comfortable to share with me what she is feeling. I hope to be able to tell her one day that she helped me to become someone who didn't spend her life operating out of a sense of fear. :D

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

my nt daughter has a HIGH emotional intelligence. She feels the way others feel so deeply. So I get it. Rhonda