We’ve been on spring break since last Thursday, and our time here upstate is winding down. For now, at least. Tomorrow morning, we’ll load the car, and make our way back to Maryland, with a pitstop in NYC to see friends. This trip has been especially replenishing. Unlike most of our visits, this one was longer, more relaxed. I tackled some organizing projects that make me feel a sense of control in our cozy house. The list was much longer, but I had the good sense to realize what I could reasonably get done while making R&R a high priority, too.
And we went for walks along the reservoir, a stroll that brings as much peace as walking along the beach in Cape Cod. I intend to make this a regular routine for us once we move back up here this summer. Yes, another move, but a familiar one this time. Before you ask, my guy and I are okay. We both know I need to come back, for my own sense of well being (and the girls’ too).
It would be easy to say the girls and I never really settled in, or grew to like Maryland, but really, if I’m being honest—we are all New York girls deep, down in the fibers of our being. My roots are here, and like a native plant, only accustomed to living in a certain zone, this is where we flourish. I’ve learned a lot in this last year. Oddly enough, I’ve made more friends up here since leaving last June. My efforts to get the girls together with their best friends resulted in blossoming friendships with two women who are kind, funny, and good people at their core.
Having lived in the city, then the country, and now the suburbs, I can undoubtedly say 1. city, 2. country. The suburbs just don’t rank for me. I love the thrill, diversity, and convergence of just about everything you can imagine in NYC, mostly within walking distance one you get off the metro. As for the country, I appreciate the small town nature of things, and lack of chain stores, unless you choose to go in search of them. Being back up here is a good compromise, and puts me closer to NYC.
There’s more to this move than just location. We’ll be making a big change for the next year, as I set out to homeschool the girls. We need to press pause on society’s predetermined schedule; truly walk to our own beat. Coming across this book at The Golden Notebook in Woodstock was very timely today. The title is a bit misleading, or at least it was to me. I’m glad I took the few minutes to read the book jacket, and discover that the author focuses on how wonder, creativity, and initiative are crucial to the learning process.
After this short experience in Montgomery County, MD, I feel even stronger than before that there is more to education than testing, facts, and figures. That is why in putting together our homeschool plan, I refer to it as how I’d like to shape the girls’ learning experience, not curriculum. With the help of friends, who are also educators, I’ll be planning project based lessons, and include some travel so they can learn beyond the static life of the classroom. I’m excited, nervous, and everything in between, but most of all, I feel peaceful. We’ve been on a hamster wheel since Michael died. Now is the time, before Isabella enters high school, for me to jump off, and let my heart and mind guide us.