I refer you back to 'Be the Verse'
so painfully true.
It does me good in my role as a teacher to be on the other side, to sit in a room and hear things about my child. It helps me remember when I have a child who needs help that the parents should know, have a right to know and maybe, just maybe know more than we do.
But yesterday it took me back to that level of vulnerability that I have been experiencing a lot of late. Today I'd bounced back. Yesterday the tears were just sitting there - ready and willing.
It isn't surprising though is it - a very good friend of mine mentioned recently that she knows people who are find with the mundane, but she knows I'm not. Not sure I've ever had the choice. And I don't choose this, much of this happens without my permission. There are days when I would happily stay in bed all day, stay on the sofa, days when I don't want to do anything at all but they are rare.
Most days I want to get up, be alive. Who doesn't want to be alive?
My daughter is anxious - she had nightmares ones that 'flood into her day' she has only told me about 1.
I see a child who worries in a normal way, I can't lie to her, I can't tell her I'm never going to die.
Are we getting back to normal?
yes
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