You see her.
In your Instagram feed. Writing another book. Up on a stage. Traveling the globe and doing work that seems to be changing the world.
Meanwhile, you are stuck paying bills and budgeting. Carpooling and folding laundry. Hustling but not getting anywhere fast.
Your life feels far from extraordinary. Yours lacks influence, and your work seems unimportant in comparison to what she, and others like her, are doing.
People all around you seem to have megaphones and microphones, and you are simply standing among the masses: a speck in a sea of insignificance.
Before we ever had kids, I mentioned to my husband that I would like to homeschool our children. Not for their entire career but just for middle school. I felt that would be best because middle school is hard and awkward. I thought it would be great to give my kids some extra love, wisdom, and educational adventures during what are typically pretty rough years.
What I did not realize was that my homeschool dream would be bumped up by six years and we would home-educate our oldest son starting in his second semester of kindergarten.
Now, as we prepare to start our fourth full year of home education, I must say, it has been worth the investment and sacrifice. Because, friends, if homeschool moms are honest, there is definitely some sacrificing happening. But it is worth it.
You see it, the white line that marks the end of the race. It is looming just ahead. It’s so close.
But your feet hurt, your body aches, and mentally you just don’t know if you can even take one more step. You are ready to be done.
You may be prepping your cap and gown or signing the last permission slips of the school year. You may be the teacher just as ready for summer as your students or the employee who just turned in her two-week notice at the office.
Mom, you matter. And as you brush her tangled hair, pack his lunch or kiss another boo-boo, remember this truth about your role – it’s not just about what you do as a mom, it’s about who you are as you do it
Yes, I know. It can be tiring, redundant and frustrating. But with every aggravated “what,” every over-extended sigh and every angry yell, we are teaching our kids how to react, respond and treat those we love the most. This will be the foundation of their actions for, quite possibly, the majority of their lives.