It’s been a good year for roses here but so not for other flowers. But occasionally the colour shines out. Just as summer is closing we get a couple of late visitors. They are must welcome.
Hawklad is due another home counselling visit this week. Every two weeks is the plan. Part of a long term care strategy to see if they can help him with his anxieties and fears. An attempt to help him feel sufficiently ok to venture back into the wider world. He needs that professional support. Some things are just a bit outside of my parenting skill set.
Even with that help it’s going to be a long process. We need a fair and supportive wind to help the process along.
Like in many parts of the world pandemic numbers are rising. Unlike some parts of the world, the UK is trying to navigate these stormy waters with no effective government. They have a natural talent to make things worse, to add oil onto the fire. So it’s all a tab chaotic and shambolic. The PM sticking to his whack a mole strategy. His words not mine.
I was contacted by Hawklads care team to let me know that they will have to keep assessing if the service will be able to continue in the short term. They are receiving contradictory instructions from the top. It is likely that the home visits will have stop at some point. Probably very shortly. When they do stop then they will look into things like video appointments. Better than nothing I guess but far from ideal. Hawklad really struggles with that type of thing. The worry is that if the visits are forced to stop then they will not probably restart until after winter.
It’s just one of those things. Outside my control. Outside the care providers control. We just have to make the best of it. But it does add to the feeling that a return to school is a very long way off, if at all. It kind of feels like that our castle drawbridge is being raised again. Time to start manning the battlements. That’s a bleak thought. AND that’s why seeing a couple of small orange flowers in the garden is such a big thing for me.
The flowers are lovely. I’m glad you can count your blessings. I’m working on it. My focus is a mess. Today has been threatening to crumble to pieces despite those blessings. I did work on something that brought me some smiles. And God did make me laugh today. I’m just so stubborn and get snowballed by how I’m feeling. Is snowballed the right word? π *throws a snowball* π
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Yes snowballed is the right word. Iβm pleased you found some smiles and laughs. Sorry about the crumbling but. Snowball fight it is then. π
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We are in the same boat, or worse, in America. Our president thinks that with over 200000 people dead, the virus doesn’t virtually affect anyone. That’s crazy talk, but then life is crazy here these days. I wish you all the best, especially your son.
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Thank you
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I empathize with your situation, and wish only the best for you and your lad. We face similar issues here in the US, and as the mom of a teacher who is struggling to make it work, I understand how hard and how crazy this all is. I will just say that my husband is a therapist who has been doing all remote services since March, and it’s working for people. And my little granddaughter just started remote kindergarten. It’s been sad for the adults to see, but is a joy for her. Wishing you luck!
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The remote therapy news gives me hope. Yes I can imagine the joy. Thank you.
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Well… if the drawbridge goes up there’s only one thing to do… practice hurling insults in a bad French accent.π€·πΌββοΈ “I fart in your general direction” is a good oneππ€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
We do what we can with what we’ve got. You’ve got the strength to see this through, however long it takes, and when you’re feeling low, you’ve got friends to lend you strength, and you’ve got flowers and cows and the sky and the birds and… Lots Of Hugs!!ππππππππππ
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Thatβs exactly right. Hurl a few cows over the wall as well. Thank you. Hugs to you as well Angie. xxxxx
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I agree with Angie. I like blogging for all the friends I have made here. And when I am going through something that the rest of the world would shrug at, I know my friends here will be there to listen and help carry me through. We will be here for you through this. And that is a very pretty orange flower!
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Thank you Robyn. This is so true. I so appreciate friends like you.
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Sometimes a bit of cheer lifts our mood immeasurably π
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It really does xx
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An unexpected bright orange bloom can, indeed, lift one’s spirits π Here’s wishing that all goes well with Hawklad’s visit this week with his counsellor.
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Thank you so much.
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Things are not as bad as they seem actually. True, it appears to be a bleak picture on the outset but there are wonderful things out there. Like those orange blooms of yours. I do empathise with you about schools being a distant reality as of now. But I reassure myself that school is a danger zone now and it’s better for my son to stay at home even of he’s losing on some academics for the time being. It’s not like a few months can impair his education, I’m convinced. So let’s hang in there and keep enjoying the silver lining in that cloud π
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Thatβs exactly right. Thank you.
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I do hope that the home visits are beneficial for him and that they continue till he needs them.
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Just got to keep those fingers crossed.
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“They are receiving contradictory instructions from the top.”
Why am I not surprised?
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It shouldnβt be like this.
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I wonder if there is any chance that video appointments could be weekly?
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Sadly not I fear. The workload is rising and the service is still being cut.
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I suppose I just hoped that with no travel involved…….
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Always hope.
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Weβre in a similar situation, as are many others. If the care worker does give any advice, suggestions, tips etc that you find useful, Iβd love if you could share them.
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I will. Must admit the next few months the support will be heavily disrupted I fear.
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I suspect many of us will need to be pulling up the drawbridge to our lives again. So many children being sent him from school anyway. It a very confusing and tricky time. At least we have friends we can talk to an communicate with even if itβs not face to face x
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Thatβs what we can hold onto. x
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Indeed we can π
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The flowers are beautiful, often it is the small things that help us cope. I am sorry for the struggles you face, I hope it doesn’t come to that. Life seems massively unfair sometimes. I am wishing you fair weather and much better days ahead.
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Thank you so much x
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You’re very welcome. π
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Thank you
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Still appreciating the beautiful bits…thatβs what keeps us going. π
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It really does. Hope your doing well x
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None of my kids was worried about school, which I found odd after so much scary talk. Mostly, they complain about their hands drying out with so much sanitizing and about my making them wash their clothes after school.
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Itβs a tough mindset change for parents like us. Thatβs the problem here. We are expecting kids to social distance and be a front line on virus protection, yet itβs not going to ever happen.
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It’s unfair to children and their teachers.
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It really is.
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Perhaps you are better off battened down for the season. It appears that you are in the same boat we are: no serious plan to get out of this mess. He really said that his strategy is whack-a-mole?
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Thatβs exactly what we plan to do.
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It’s no good. I’ve scrolled back a whole year and I cannot find the image you posted. It’s nearly 9am and I’ve procrastinated long enough. Thing is, I got so distracted reading a few of your blog posts, that now I can’t remember why I wanted it. All over again, the walking into a room and forgetting why. Is it old age? <- Don't answer that, it's a trap!!!
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