We went to the charter school for the last three years and one week before school started decided to make a switch to the local school.
I had finished all the uniform shopping. Completely. I was done. The very next day some new thoughts popped into my mind that I had never had before. John was overseas during this but John, the kids, and I all prayed and prayed and prayed and talked and discussed and questioned. We prayed that everyone would 'know' what was the right thing to do. I knew the answer, I just couldn't understand why it was okay to leave something so good. In the end, I realized that the education at the charter school was good, like none other, but we were missing out on even more good things that we 'needed' in our lives. That the kids needed and I needed.
And I KNEW we were all going to be happier if we kept our lives here. Especially little John.
And I KNEW we were all going to be happier if we kept our lives here. Especially little John.
None of the kids wanted to leave the charter school. Refused. But after this week, they were convincing me that this was what we needed to do. It was a great experience for our family to go through together and a good lesson in prayer and following promptings.
So I bawled my eyes out the day I went in to withdraw and that was that. I have felt sadness a couple times as I have talked to friends and seen little John miss his friends but there has been no regret at all. That's the most wonderful thing. The three years we were at the charter school, I was continually questioning if this is where we should be. I'm not questioning anything now.
We LOVE our home. We LOVE our neighborhood, our ward, our community and we want to live our lives here. And we couldn't be happier.
