It can happen to you, if you're young at heart.
*Little warning - This post is kind of all over the place as I am still processing this journey*
Oh ol' blue eyes, you've just gotta love him. Words can not tell you how badly I wanted to belt this out while standing on top of a table at K's future school the other week. I restrained myself, but it was hard.
Literature from our school, this is like GOLD to us!
After 4 years our dream is finally coming true. We signed our contract and are now officially members of our local Waldorf school starting next fall. K will be going into kindergarten and C and I will be attending the parent-child classes.
Wow. Looking back now, 4 years doesn't seem that long, but until we signed that contract it felt like an eternity.
I can still remember the first day I met my dear friend and her opening my eyes to Waldorf education. I had never heard of it before then. K was 6 months old at the time and my friend's daughter was the same age (they are only 2 days apart in age) It was funny because even though I had no clue what Waldorf was, I was already raising K in sync with Steiner's teachings. It seemed obvious to me that this was meant to be and I instantly dove into every book and resource I could find.
Unfortunately, there were no Waldorf schools where we were living in Virginia and my husband's job causes us to relocate quite often, so I have always had this inner fear that our dream of a Waldorf education would not come true. Granted, I could home school following a Waldorf curriculum and that was the plan, although I felt this constant longing to be involved with a school.
Then my husband got his relocation papers and we were set to move to Oregon - a place where Waldorf schools are like Starbucks. Again I took this to be fate. We researched the schools there and found the perfect one. I contacted the school right away and began working on getting everything set up for next fall. When we arrived in Oregon we attended the school's festivals and celebrations, we had our interview (which went really, really well), and it just seemed too good to be true.
I can't wait to get to work on her hats, place mats and napkins.
Just as things were going really well, we ran into a major set back. Without notice we were told we had to pay a rather large deposit to secure K's spot in the kindergarten. We were counting on our tax return to pay the tuition and didn't have any money set aside, so we didn't know what to do. To make matters worse we were told K would lose her spot all together if it wasn't paid soon enough. I went into panic mode. Then a wise friend said something that really stuck with me:
Don't lose faith, if you know it is the right thing - it will all work out. Do not give in to fear and desperation, it is the worst thing you can do.
Thank you Christine for your sage-like insight.
Right after hearing that, (to make a long story short) we worked it out with the school and now we return to me wanting to belt out Sinatra to the heavens.
Wishing you all a weekend filled with dreams coming true!!