Beauty really does spring from broken places.
There were some dark days in my 22+ year home educating career. There were some dark years. But we also had so, so many days like this:
My iPhone buzzed about ten minutes ago. This is going on, next door, even as I type. My daughter Hannah sent me the above little video clip of her going over Timothy's memorization assignment for this week - today, she happens to be including Timothy's cousin (and my very enthusiastic grand-girl) Aidyn Esther.
I die. I die from pure delight, I resurrect, then I die again.
These moments are what makes having a career in teaching your own children at home so, so worth the cost.