Starts

A friend gets married today.

Jessica was my first friend as a widower. She lost her husband, Matt, a few months after I lost my wife, Mary.

A mutual friend introduced us in the days after Matt’s passing. I was on a roadtrip, learning how to be a single dad. Mary had been gone four months and I was deep into a world-record-breaking adrenaline rush.

I was plowing through tasks and adventures and life seemed to be reshaping to accomdate me. Jess was another puzzle piece perfectly timed and placed.

Preposterously, four months of widowhood gave me the confidence to comfort someone else in grief. Once we met in person, I realized it necessary that we comfort each other.

Jess became the safest place in the world. If I yelled at my kids, drank too much, hurt someone’s feelings, or was altogether lost, I could tell her without fear. Those weren’t the darkest confessions. The thoughts. The thoughts of a grieving person are hard to communicate without some relatability. As a young widow, single parent, impossible optimist, and adventurous soul, Jess heard me like no one else could.

Our dark moments are matched with equally brilliant flashes of joy. Our monthly lunches shock nearby parties in their wild swings from heartbreaking sadness to cavalier cheerfulness.

Her first date with her fiancé, George, happened shortly before I started dating. Our romantic journeys were quite different, but we shared many of the trials and tribulations we encountered as we welcomed love back into our lives.

I’ve spent a relatively short amount of time with George, but I am overwhelmingly appreciative of the love, care, and peace that he has brought into my friend’s life.

Widowhood is full of unexpected starts like weddings. I could not feel more blessed to watch Jessica and George embark on this wonderful start today.

To The New Home Educator

Take a break. Take a breath. The process for enrolling your homeschool in Delaware seems more stressful than it is. Once you get the paperwork sorted…just stop.

Spend time with your kids. Find out what they want. Get outside and take long walks. My boys taught me how to wander a trail and discover all the pieces of magic along the way.

There’s nothing taught in school that children can’t figure out for themselves. God has given us amazing brains designed to survive and thrive.

Watch what they can learn without a workbook, teacher, or homework. Watch for a while. Watch until you get uncomfortable. Because the journey will get uncomfortable, but you can engage that with intention instead of being broadsided. Then, when that inevitable difficulty comes, you will know the feeling and know you can get through it.

You have a lot of support in Delaware, don’t get overwhelmed by the suggestions. Go play with your children. You are doing the right things.

If you want in-person support and an amazingly fun group of families to socialize with, check out Allschoolers Park Days in New Castle County.

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Slow Start

When we started our older son homeschooling in K we intended to reevaluate after a year. Within a month we were wondering if our adventure was over. It was tough those first years, but every time we sat down and discusssed our challenges, we saw that the blessings were greater. The horizon grew a little farther each discussion. By the end of our second year (younger son entering K) we were all in.

I try hard to be a voluntarist and leave the option for schooling open to my sons, but I have a hard time seeing us going that way now (they would be in 5th and 7th).

School is the Wrong Place

Be assured that school is a terrible environment for providing a healthy, social atmosphere for your child.

Children are grouped by narrow, arbitrary metrics of birth date and geography. Where else in life do you only socialize, work, or play with people your own age who also live in close proximity?

Every relationship with an adult in school is authoritarian. They are large humans who assume the authority of parents, yet have none of the care for, nor knowledge of, the child that a parent does.

Independence is discouraged in every policy. What you will do, when you will do it, and how you will do it are micromanaged. Your success is measured by your ability to conform. Once they determine your level of compliance, you are separated from classmates of different abilities. IQ tracks closely with social status. Separate students by IQ and you will inevitably separate them by social class. In practice, homogeneity is valued over diversity.

When you are allowed to eat, speak, move, go to the bathroom, or even ask for these things is dictated. I got in trouble in school for raising my hand too often. Curiosity and independence are disruptive to their power.

Ideological conformity is increasingly enforced in schools, students have very little ability to explore their differences. This is not new, none of it is, but it is getting worse.

I don’t like being so negative. I understand that this has become a norm in modern society (compulsory education is only 100 or so years old) and the home education path is foreign to most.

What you have been seeking in a school environment is all but impossible. With homeschooling, you can now access a much wider and deeper interaction with humanity.

We have a weekly park day group that illustrates this perfectly. We’re a group of families of all educational stripes. We formed in 2020 with the backdrop of virtual-, crisis-, pandemic-, home-, hybrid-, and other “school” models. We welcomed everyone who wanted to respect individual choice and created a social atmosphere where every other opportunity to congregate had been banned.

We started as just two families, one Christian anarchist (mine) and the other left-leaning atheist. A year later our membership has exploded and we had more than 20 families from all over New Castle County, and beyond, show up last week. I’ve never been around a kinder group of people with a wider set of perspectives and experiences. Most don’t mask, but some do, some are heavily vaccinated and some are not, and they are all welcome. Neither the adults nor children question each other’s medical choices without an invitation to do so (folks know no topics are off limit with me).

We meet for at least four hours and the children are entirely self-directed. The parents circle up to share frustrations, funny stories, resources, and so much more. We do not set up games or activities. The children run from age one to teen and break into groups based on interest. That can be a softball game, video game discussions, a walk in the woods, or whatever their imaginations come up with.

Without adults watching their every move, the kids explore their differences in meaningful ways. I have been told of passionate and challenging, often compassionate, conversations between children of different faiths and beliefs.

We don’t segregate the children from us, but they generally don’t want anything to do with the parents. Occasionally, and this happened with me last week, a kid will stop for a snack and be excited to tell an adult about their discoveries or interests. They have the expectation that if they are polite, a non-parent adult will take time to listen sincerely. Home educated children are much more likely to look an adult in the eyes while they speak. I’ve observed that school children often gaze away or at the ground. The relationships that children build with adults in this environment are natural and can lead to voluntary mentorship. Voluntarism and boundary setting in relationships is a skill that is critical in developing healthy adults and families.

Home education and a learning lifestyle can provide a real world atmosphere of collaboration and manageable confict in which your children can thrive and realize their best potential selves.

The Wolves Have Many Flocks

Teens have commited suicide in this atmosphere of emotional and spiritual manipulation. Homeless families have been neglected because churches shut down. Widows and orphans have been forgotten because the TV told church leaders that a virus was more important than taking care of God’s children. Did Jesus teach us to stay away from the sick? Did he tell us to shame them? No. He would be tossing out the hand sanitizers that destroy our precious skin and flipping the tables of masks that allow the wolves into the flock.

White Belt Thoughts

I learned a lot tonight and was able to implement a couple tries at escapes. The format of the Elevated Studios Fundamentals class is about half technique drills and half rolling (Five 5-minute matches to submission).

I still have zero attacks from side mount, this week’s focus, but I’m learning to defend from that position.

The physical and mental challenges of each training session are immense. As difficult and draining as these sessions are, I can see why some return again and again to the jiu-jitsu mat. It is a place of constant learning under fire.