Between wildfire smoke from other provinces causing such bad air quality that we have had to cancel some games, to a lot of rain, Tuesday was just another delay within our season. The good news was that for the first time in weeks, we were able to stay until the end of group.
It was mentioned at the end of class that next week would be Emma’s and my last session. It’s bittersweet, but I know I will miss these families, the facilitators, and this one-on-one time with the not so little girl.
I’ve learned so much, and I know Emma has been soaking it up like a sponge. She always has her hand up and even when she doesn’t, she never shies from engaging in the conversation.
I don’t feel alone as a parent in this class and to be honest, we need this kind of community more often. No judgment, a big dose of feeling human, and parents and children trying to figure life all out together.
Imagine if our ‘work from home’ spaces were in our kids schools? We’d need more schools of course after we have spent 20 years gutting our communities of these vital assets, but there are so many uses for them within each neighbourhood. It’s what is missing from our lives most in my opinion – that village it takes to raise a child.
I’m not sure how I feel about 20 weeks of DBT being over, as well as the weekly therapy that coincides with this program that started well before this course and will phase itself out over the next month or so.
Like that membership to the gym, reflecting on these materials each week will be key to ensuring we maintain the mental weight we have lost through this learning.