Justin’s progressive transformation. But his smile is the same, persistent though the breakers continue to rise and fall.
After just a few weeks, it became clear that Justin is not physically able to keep up with the rigors of a full school day. He is on several oral medications which sometimes cause stomach pain, nausea or both. And Justin simply still does not have the same energy and stamina of the other kids in his class, needing frequent breaks to rest and often napping in the afternoon.
So our dining room is now a classroom of sorts and I have taken on a new role. Home-schooling mom. Teacher-mom. Home-mom teacher. Home-school artisan. Okay, I don’t know the right title or really anything about home-schooling. This is new territory even for a certified teacher. God often leads us to places we wouldn’t have necessarily chosen to go, but always to stretch us and teach us and build our character for His good purposes.
Muddling through. One day at a time. By His grace.
And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. Galatians 6:9