Shifting Sands

Shifting Sands

by Mary York I remember staring into the eyes of my firstborn for hours, days, and then years as he grew to manhood, wondering what he would be like when he was full grown. I have searched the eyes of all my children with the same curiosity. I remember many wiser,...

I Went to “Real School”

by Elizabeth Citrowske  When I was in fifth grade, I believed the stereotype that children who were homeschooled were abnormal and needed to be kept away from the rest of the world. This misunderstanding came from the reactions I got when I admitted to others that I...