So we have another break in therapy. We don’t see Eileen again for two weeks.
She’s off next week. She’s on a weeks training for the body psychotherapy course she’s currently doing.
I’m trying not to worry too much about it. But I hate therapy breaks so much. We just about managed the easter break. We didn’t really prepare for this one.
A week isn’t too long, that’s what I keep telling myself. We can get through it. We can email her if we need to. She’ll read them when she’s able to.
And she’s not going until Saturday, so she’s around for the rest of this week, and funnily enough, just knowing that helps.
The kids are already crying, and upset. I am too if I am honest.
I really didn’t want this but well it is what it is. Its happening whether I want it or not.
Liz hit the nail on the head today though, when she said that therapy breaks are awful because, your just getting into stuff and then there is a break, and when its all over its hard to pick back up again where we were. Hard to get back into it again.
I feel that way too. Also I miss Eileen so, so much when she’s gone!
Missing her, that is the worst thing. It feels so huge. And we usually feel awful. We spend some days feeling like we just want her, to be with her, to hug her, to talk to her.
I just hope we get through this break without too much fuss, without being overwhelmed, without longing for her too much.