Today was my initiation day!

And trust me it is not near as much fun as it sounds. And not near as much fun as university initiations. In fact? It was no fun at all.

But despite that, I can now say that I have been initiated into the world of trauma therapy with kids. What does that mean you ask?

Well, it means that today, for the first time, I got the wonderful privilege of making my first MCFD report on a family.

Which will lead to an investigation.

I did it with a breaking heart, knowing that call will likely wreak havoc on a crazy insane situation. And I do it, hoping and praying that the suicidal client that I work with that resides in this family unit will get the help that they need.

And maybe......just maybe......

life will stabilize....

chaos will subside......

normalcy will begin to be, well, normal.....

long-term help will begin.......

and this one will be able to experience some childhood.



AND I hate it.....

I know it must be done.....

I hope the end result will be a good one.......

BUT?

IT'S SHITTY

and no one should have to do this.....

and I feel sick to my stomach......

nauseous........

slimed..........

saddened.....


So.....if I may ask one thing of you if/when you read this? Go, hug your children, hold them tight, love on them so so so so very much, and make sure they know it. Make every decision by this plumb-line "everything I did today was done in the best interest of the (insert # ) pairs of eyes that I stare into at the end of my day." Thank God, that life is not yours and pray for the ones for whom it is.

And.........

LOVE ON THEM!

thanks.

LOVE YOUR CHILDREN!!!!