We're going to do it. We will begin family therapy in 1.5 weeks. Cathie and I have seen a therapist twice in preparation. He seems like a nice therapist. He states he is classically trained so it will be a lot of talk I suspect. The one thing in this favor is he has a dog (Roxanne) he brings along. Hopefully that will be enough to make her feel at ease. I am keeping my hopes tempered.
Today we went through a crash history of Jasmine's life up until now. He spent a few minutes on Alicia's death and Jasmine's involvement. I was thinking that I really had not recalled the events of the 20th or 21st of March out loud to anyone. Thus I became significantly emotional during this recall. It was another rush of emotions leaving me feel as it had just happened yesterday. That was tough. Learning from this, I suspect the more I talk about these circumstances and events, the more comfortable I will be speaking about them.
We still have not changed much in her room. The sheets are still the same, her clothes and jewelery are still the same. We have piled some stuff in there so we could paint Jasmine's room as well as the carpet steam vac we borrowed from my brother. Her desk still has all of her stuff crammed into the nooks and crannies. The new additions to her desk are the boxes for her ashes and my dad's. They sit atop the desk right next to each other. We still want to scatter her ashes over half dome and Joshua tree. We still have to figure out when with Cathie's sister who has a private plane. That will be a tough day for me.
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