I'm feeling pretty frustrated right now. My son just got suspended for the second time in just under a week. I'm over here reading articles about trauma in the classroom and therapeutic parenting and it's all increasing my empathy, but it's not making the situation any better for any of us. The Winemaker is flat-out pissed off. The school is running out of ideas. The kid is convinced he's just a bad person, so he might as well do bad stuff. His learning is suffering, our home life is suffering, and after missing four days in February for various PD sessions, I'm taking yet another day off tomorrow to try to schedule meetings with the school and with our counselor.
On the bright side, it will also give me some time to work on a birthday present I'm making for one of my oldest friends (40 years and counting). I'm embroidering a tea-towel with the words "Nevertheless, she persisted," and this symbol:
We shall persist through this as well, though the path may be dark and the future uncertain.