I started her last session with a heavy heart. I dont know how to explain to Aaron (her elder brother) that I will not be seeing him again. He would always shout;" Bye, Jolene. See you on tue (or Thur)!" But there will not be another Tuesday or Thursday. I cant bring myself to say "see you again" as I know that there's no "again". As I wrote her last therapy notes, I am happy for her progress. When you always need to be on your toes, you failed to realise the progress that she had made. And mind you, she's only three years old with 4 months of therapy. She's my only kid who does not need only reinforcement or 100 precent engagement every min. She's also my only kid who will shout my name when she sees me. She's my only kid who learn things so fast. She started off with so much verbal stims. Now she graduated to request or comment with simple sentences. As I stepped out of the house for the last time, I teared. Yes, my girl! You are a great joy to teach. I still remember the first time when she saw us, she cried for 1.5 hours. I still remember that she would always cry when she sees me (Now she will cry whenever she see my supervisior). Now she can request for so many things. When she is bored, she will request to play with the puzzles or read a book.
I will always remember your Yes and No. I will always remember your dollhouse. I will always remember your "it's yours and it's mine". I will always remember your byes. I will always remember how you would cuddle me when you need a hug. I will always remember your Yeah, I did it! I will always remember the way you look at me when you are confused. I will always remember the very busy spider.
Thanks for giving me the work satisfaction. Thanks for the beautiful memories, my precious only "daughter".
1 more bad news: my son will be leaving me on 7th of May. Sob Sob.. I always thought that I will throw my letter before they leave me. But ... But things always turn out to be another way.
