Therapy is Weird

LOL!! Mom's Group... that I love soooo much, is group therapy.  Yeah.  I suppose I ignored it or was in denial, but that is definitely what it is!  And it is a beautiful kind of hard!  Today was insane in its goodness.  And me as a Christ follower, devout scripture believer, have to weed through the goodness that comes out in cliche and universal type of ways that seems "almost" on point, but that also means slightly off.  So far, my God has been faithful to keep my eyes open to see truth and beauty and to find it's roots in scripture!  But I can see the sorting out I'm doing in my head as I process it all!

Today I acknowledged my inner child.  A concept not altogether unfamiliar, but one I brushed off time and again.  I'm STILL attempting to reconcile her existence still... but none the less she is always there.  Well, crap.  That DOES explain the inner turmoil that we go through with the things we feel and the things we know in our head.  My brain is so smart that it brushes off and discredits that inner child and her feelings.  That explains alot!

I need to say that I love my moms in the group!!! One of them is a bucket of delight and fun and she has a fantastic accent that really reminds me of my favorite brazilian friend who has passed on.  That other mom in group today is THE BEST storyteller.  Her telling of the things she has gone through in her week are always so entertaining!  I get so much joy from her presence in the group!!

When I look back over just the 7 day period that we call a week, last week, sooooo much happen in such a small space!  And though some of it was pretty over the top, I ended up feeling proud of the way that I handled most of it!  That WE handled it, cause my hubs is good at this too ;-)

We did have a med addition as of last Tuesday afternoon.  Amantadine... an odd little flu med from days of old that works to restore some executive function and organized thought.  So far on the half dose, it seems to be sort of helping... LOL only time will tell as these things go.

Lastly, my son's therapist may have mentioned seeing less and less of him as the summer comes!  EEEEK! Legitimately, I'm fearful.  I can't go back to where we've been and I still see the benefit of that weekly support!! Though I should be amazed by his progress, I am personally not ready to send him out into the world undersupported and pray to the good lord that he doesn't fall so heavily to the ground in a complete fail!  But if they have faith, then I will.  I think! ha!  Prayers and direction... Prayers and direction!