Sometimes reading other homeschool blogs is good for me, and sometimes it's not. I see all the things available in metropolitan areas - libraries, clubs, sports, gyms, coops, museums, etc. - and I want that for my children. I get activity and supply envy. I wonder if we are making the right choice. This is why blog reading can be bad for me.
On the other hand, another mom wrote about poetry for kids and I thought, "I could do that with Raccoon." I love ideas.
This is the root of my fear, that I'm not a good teacher because I'm not doing that or that or that.
We may not be able to do all those things, but we do have a high-speed internet connection by God's grace. And a rainforest within driving distance. And a second language.
I am frequently scanning the horizon, but where my feet are standing is pretty nice too if I remember to look down every now and then. There is much to learn everywhere.
And I mentally shake myself. He's in K, he doesn't need everything to happen this year, good grief. I tell myself to stop worrying and being ridiculous. All I need is a little laugh at myself and to lighten up.
So I think I will continue choosing not to look and to keep marching to our drum. But every now and then, the unknown horizon still calls my name.