You may have noticed my blog went on an unannounced hiatus last year.

We had a good reason. A reason I couldn’t write about at the time, because being so close to it, I didn’t know what to say.

Last year was a hard year. A very very trying year, and I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I was considering public school by January. I wrote all about how it felt at my other blog.

We spent so much time fighting, there were tantrums, there was some serious acting out. There was a lot of sadness and anxiety.

Because my son couldn’t read. 

Over the summer, Isaiah (10), was diagnosed with Dyslexia.

At first my heart was broken. I come from a family of readers. To me, reading has always meant a book. With pages. Learning that for him reading would probably mean a book, with audio, was a little jarring.

We have had a few months to get use to the idea. And now? Well now I am so relieved! And excited to get on with a school year with only the average amount of arguing!

As I begin our homeschool year, I realize that homeschooling with Dyslexia will probably be not much different than homeschooling was for us before.

With the exception of not having to force him to read, we will probably not change much.

We are going to start our year with Galileo and move on to Winston Churchill (a famous dyslexic!)

Stay tuned for my next post on our plans for Galileo.