Rain Rain Rain

I am sitting at the dinning room table, the candles are lit, my tea is hot, lists have been made, and the rain is coming down outside. When I was in elementary school and it rained, it was a BIG deal because it doesn't rain much in Riverside. I remember when it rained Mom would let us stay in our pajamas all day with the fire place on and do our schoolwork in the family room so we could watch the rain through the sliding glass door.

I loved it so much. 

This morning the crock pot is on, the kitchen is clean, the house is quiet, my hymn music is playing, and the rain and wind just keep coming. As I work on my senior project about home schooling I can't help but smile at all my treasured memories of being home schooled. 

We use to wait by the front door a little earlier on rainy days because we knew daddy would be home a little early. He always came home a little early on rainy days. Dinner in the crock pot would be ready when he got home and we would eat early. As a child I felt so happy and so loved. 

I miss it. 

Sometimes I just wish I could go back to those days. They were so wonderful. I am on page 13 of my senior project and I am almost to the part where I get to talk about my own experience. I am still trying to figure out my own thoughts and what exactly I am going to talk about. My wish is that I will be able to write in just a way to say that I grew up learning and exploring in all aspects of my life. I learned for the sake of learning. There is no need to try and "prove" to anyone that I had an acceptable education, I know that through the stories I write people will come to their own conclusions as to what they think. For me personally, those were some of the greatest days of my life and I know I will always cherish them. My hope is that I can share this gift of learning to my own children and students. And even more so to my three bundles of joy that I will be with in five short months. 

I can't wait!

xoxo,

Whitney Roses