Why we home school

My husband shared this with me, that school was for him a misery. He is a physicist, a brilliant man, inventor, scholar, lover of books (especially science fiction) and a do-er in addition to being a sensitive observer of life. He spent time as a journeyman millwright, builder of log cabins, and later went to college and earned his basic degree in physics, and a PhD for his original work on a laser application. He told me that at age 6, learning that he was to go to school, he spent his last three days of freedom outdoors visiting each … Continue reading

Retreat–Holy week

A retreat is a special time spent in prayer and in seeking clarity.  This retreat was no different. I signed up for it not knowing much except that this center was known for really well done retreats.  I found out on arrival that it was a silent retreat.  WOW, several days of not talking? I am so glad I went!

There were meditations to think about several times a day deep ones, and during silent prayer in the chapel there were examinations of conscience, so many things to think about, to consider one’s life in the light of these things, passages of scripture presented with words of wisdom that brought home how these lessons were meant for our lives now, today, and not only for the past. The meals were wonderful, and social without speaking.  During meals we listened to Scott Hahn’s newest book on tape and I need to buy a copy.  Mass and Adoration of our Lord were uplifting and we had enough time between activities to journal and to think.

As in any examination of one’s life, there were the uncomfortable elements.  I found myself becoming aware of several serious flaws in how I was living and the need to make some changes of habits.  In the long run these issues will work out for the best, meanwhile, seeing myself in a clearer way was uncomfortable.

After three days of silence, we had a fun time at the last breakfast before we all headed home. I didn’t just take insights into myself away with me, but some new friends too.


Bifocals are a kind of rite of passage for many of us. The nearsightedness requires glasses for driving or seeing the blackboard, but until later age, when the little parts of the eye begin to stiffen and resist change, there is usually no need for bifocals. There are the age defying lenses that hide this by a continual change in the lens, sliding gracefully from distance to close-up without that tell-tale line but they don’t work for everyone. So along come the bifocals and close behind a second pair with just the reading lens. Last week I picked up a … Continue reading