Simmering Down

OK. I did not give that letter in my last entry to Keiko. I don’t know if I will. I wrote it when I was angry and wanted her to know it. But I don’t really know how much I want to punish her. I do and I don’t. Perhaps my higher self is tempering my anger now. I have not cried about it today. Yesterday I cried quite a lot.

Lucas knows nothing about the change. We are talking with other preschools and providers this week. Hopefully we will find a solution, and soon.

The weird and ironic part about all this is that Keiko thinks bad things are happening in her family because she said something “mean in a bad-energy tone” about our last teacher—to us. It happened when we were discussing the closure of our last school, and how little notice we received, how upsetting it was, and how we were looking for a reliable situation. What Keiko said was by my standards not mean, but honest. Yet she is blaming all of this on her one misstep.

4 Responses to “Simmering Down”

  • flonkbob
    September 27, 2005 at 5:34 pm

    Kids are flexible, Lucas will cope. I’d think it may be good for him to change (yes, silver lining time) so that he can see that there are lots of nice people to get to know.


  • dakini_grl
    September 27, 2005 at 6:54 pm

    I totally understand (and validate) your frustration and anger. But I am also glad you didn’t send that letter. I was afraid to tell you that before. You have a right to your point of view.

    I can’t imagine this lady wanting to shut her school down, but I can imagine myself in her shoes… “I’ll come back in the fall and everything will be alright, and I will be there for the kids, and life will go back to normal.” And through this denial, the complications came. Like they do. And I am so sorry it worked out like this.

    Lucas has you and his daddy, and he has your faith in him. He will take his cues from you both. He’ll look in your eyes and check if he should be worried. Show him your resilience, he will soak it up and take it with him wherever he goes.

    All this from a friend who loves you intensely and can only imagine the challenges of raising a child. Forgive me.


  • dakini_grl
    September 28, 2005 at 4:13 pm

    Love the pic. 🙂


  • sarabellae
    September 28, 2005 at 4:16 pm

    Thank you. It’s here thanks to kimkimkaree.


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