Hard Questions

Jeff and I have been spending some time lately asking ourselves and each other some hard questions. About parenting. About homeschooling. About relationships. About our involvement in certain activities. About our goals for the future. About our real and perceived flaws. Et cetera, et cetera. And the thing about hard questions is they usually always have hard answers, if they have answers at all. Hard answers that require the asker to change in some way (or to cry like a baby, which is usually how I handle it). It isn't any fun at all. It is so much easier just to stick with the status quo, even if that isn't really working. But not to ask those questions is to stagnate, to assume that you are the best you can be and that you (or your situation) cannot be improved in any way. And, nine times out of ten, even a good situation (or person) can be bettered. So, we find that we've no choice but to go ahead and ask the questions and muster up the strength to stare down the answers (or lack of answers, as sometimes seems to be the case).