I am feeling lost and sad today. I miss him so much that I had to take his picture from the side of my bed and place it in my closet.
Work has been a blessing and a curse. I can no longer slip into my bedroom during the day to have a cry or scream into my pillow. I miss that.
When I work, I can focus my energies. I can keep the door in my mind for Damian sealed shut. But as soon as I am in the safety of my car, he bursts through that door with a force that only a child can inflict on a mother. He was at Hillside for 3 months and the time flew by . But now at Devereux every day crawls slowly by. It’s only been 1 month and it feels like an eternity.
We are no closer to being allowed home visits as Damian’s behavior is still not safe enough yet. Every time we speak with him he tells us he is ready but refuses to put his actions/skills into practice.
Just drink the water Damian. How about just a little sip?