Hubby, to me, is a superman. But there are things that he cannot do: to play a musical instrument and to dance. So I guess that disqualifies him to be perfect, right?

I really don’t mind that he isn’t a musician, because there are so many other things that he is so good at. At times, though, I wish he would just serenade me with my favorite love songs with an archtop guitar in hand… but his surprises are a lot better than that so I can’t complain.

I love it when he sings in the shower, though! And yes, even without a guitar, he serenades me in secret—and honestly? he does not sound that bad, at all!

One of the things that I love to collect when I travel are little souvenirs like keychains, lapel pins custom and fridge magnets. They are not that costly, and are easy to carry around. They could be perfect gifts to friends back home, too.

I haven’t been to all states in the US yet, so my fridge collection of state maps is far from complete. I know it will be, one day. I am not in a hurry, actually. I don’t also want to buy one from a state that I haven’t been to just for the sake of collection.

I must admit that the sight of those souvenirs really brings good memories! I wonder what new places will my feet tread upon this year?

I have always been a reluctant homeschooler. Ever since I got married, my husband and I started talking about our kids educational options. We talked to many parents and ask them ideas and their opinions on schooling the kids.

After hearing opinions and weighing options, we decided to send our kids to a traditional school where there’s social interaction. All the more when I had my boy. I realized that with a personality like his, we couldn’t shield him too much and deprive him of daily interacting by homeschooling him. And so we sent him to a traditional school.

We loved the school so much. We noticed Schenker’s progress, especially on his spiritual area. The school focused so much on this area. In fact, they had a subject intended for Bible Study and my son loved it so much.

However, he would come home often, feeling sad because of some racist remarks from his friends. Of course, we do build his confidence at home. But kids are kids. Their peer’s comments really mean to them.

We don’t want him to grow up hating his skin color because of what he hears from his peers in school everyday.

So we started praying for another educational option for him. But like I said, I was a reluctant homeschooler – for many reasons. And when a friend recommended to check on a Homeschool centre nearby, we quickly went to check the centre.

We loved how they ran the school, being God centered in everything they do. It’s a center where kids, using homeschool material, Alpha Omega Publications to be exact, meet and be guided by a teacher/helper. The best thing is, the kids will be “homeschooled” and at the same time, get the benefit of being able to socially interact with other kids.

Where do I come in, then?

When I had a meeting with the head teacher, she mentioned they’re praying for more teachers/helpers to come in as more and more kids were coming. I casually mentioned I could do it. To make the long story short, I was contacted a few months later and was asked if I could consider coming in to help. For me, to say yes was a commitment. And so I had to pray and fast before I could decide. I believe it’s always the best to bring it to God, to see His will clearly.

Fast forward month later, I have started volunteering at the homeschool center. Not only my son get to be homeschooled with the benefit of social interaction, I get to be there to see him everyday, too.

I really believe that when we depend on God for everything, He is always there to guide and lead us into His perfect will.

I was very anxious, yes. In fact, I had a lot of weird dreams before the class started. But praise God I was able to go through my first day. Today was my second day and things were a bit better. God’s grace always abound, knowing my limitations and everything.

So yes, the proud stay-at-home mom has turned into a homeschooler.