Amazing to think that this small tower of blocks will become a blanket very soon. A blanket of joined creations, made with love in spare moments of busy days. A conglomerate of small efforts that will have a beautiful impact, a gift of many givers. I use this analogy because it speaks to the road we traveled in 2017. A road filled with crochet block moments were the contributions of our community made all the difference.
When we got married, in need of an income, we quickly moved to the city. Louis and I are both used to small town life, me even more so because my pre-adult life was characterized by living out of town with open space. We grew up knowing and needing our neighbours. City life was different, compartmentalized and void of neighbours although and partially because we lived in fashionable neighbourhoods. We both deeply missed community, knowing your neighbours, being neighbours.
A sense of it was restored by joining a mega church but it proved superficial when we moved to a new neighbourhood. It is in this new neighbourhood that we started our homeschooling journey and gradually became part of a community. A community of people that share talents and gifts to help and prosper one another. We are not all like minded, we do not all go to the same congregation, nor do we all use the same curriculum provider and methods. Our community is a diverse group of strong minded people from all walks of life musicians, artists, academics, artisans, engineers, builders, shopkeepers, doctors, lawyers, teachers and more often than not entrepreneurs.
We car pool and we coach, umpire, tutor and provide opportunities of growth. Our children do art, drama, sport, music and choir, they bake, build, program and experiment, well beyond math and chemistry and physics. Our strength lies in the understanding that it takes a community to raise a child.
This community was our saving grace during 2017. They became the people that helped us keep keeping on. Our whole perspective of what is important changed this year. Our dreams and hopes changed. I do not think we will ever be the same. We had to learn a lot of new skills, we had to brave some very high waves as a family. Amidst it all we were fortunate enough to be part of a community that cared enough to walk this journey with us. Involvement is key, we had to become involved in the lives of others for them to become involved with us. It is through caring and sharing that you become a community. Sometimes you have to be there for others and sometimes they have to be there for you. I can now define community from personal experience as people from all walks of life who willingly choose to share their lives with others.
A CONGLOMERATE OF SMALL EFFORTS… community is not business as usual.